They are
At Dinner.
It is something they
Do
often. Since they
are only
two.
His mind,
splintered
as always,
sprints and rushes,
always and never
with her.
Her mind,
burdened
as always,
frets and grates,
always and never
with him.
And here is where
I
am used to say,
while she… and she…
yes, She
But not tonight.
No, not tonight
Tonight is only
they
At Dinner.
Safe. Content.
Comfortable
in lawfully ringed
bonds that no
one
will ever
break.
©sdrogers 20 february 2014