Blanket

His devoted heart had no reason to choose the woman it did; the warmth her body emanated entangled it in such a deep heat that all others seemed cold. He’d go through the circles: ‘I must speak with her; I’ll only make her unhappy; I’m going to forget her.’ These could only be thought in the absence, though.

Advertisements

1 comment so far

  1. Jeeves on

    Wow…This is deep.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: