he had only wanted to care,
to be cared about.
to love,
to be loved,
she wore no makeup,
no clorification of the face,
yet she was so beautiful in her honesty.
so feminine in her speech and body movements.
he felt the blackhole swirling close,
she was dragging him into loving her and never even suspected it.
this was the girl meant to be his wife.
by
Brian Ashkin
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