Weaver
So precious is this life, this gift,
this temporary blindness.
this temporary blindness.
”Hmmm, perhaps,” she says, tapping him on the nose with a slight grin. Likely he was scrappier, given his upbringing. Not that she wasn’t scrappy, in her way, though it was more like wild abandon and recklessness in Weaver. Something a bit foolish, because she had never truly learned to be quite as calculating as her mother had been. Sometimes, but not always.
She leans forward, kissing him with cinnamon dusted lips. ”Well since you can just make me scones anyway, I don’t see why I should need to choose.” Besides, she’d choose him. That always seemed to be true though, where he was concerned. She’d wait for him. She’d choose him. Why? That was a great question, and one she doesn’t have an answer for other than that she would. He just feels like the right choice.
”Nor was it a rule that you got to carry me,” she points out, though he’s already setting her down and letting her walk. She draws the line at pretending to be a blushing bride. Still, she does not shrug off his arm, but rather leans into him, slipping her arm around his waist as they walk, his fingers in her hair.
She leans forward, kissing him with cinnamon dusted lips. ”Well since you can just make me scones anyway, I don’t see why I should need to choose.” Besides, she’d choose him. That always seemed to be true though, where he was concerned. She’d wait for him. She’d choose him. Why? That was a great question, and one she doesn’t have an answer for other than that she would. He just feels like the right choice.
”Nor was it a rule that you got to carry me,” she points out, though he’s already setting her down and letting her walk. She draws the line at pretending to be a blushing bride. Still, she does not shrug off his arm, but rather leans into him, slipping her arm around his waist as they walk, his fingers in her hair.
Burn and drown and embrace the false dark,
then grasp the unthinkable height of resulting joy.
then grasp the unthinkable height of resulting joy.
