This is a favorite post of mine. I wrote it when I first started blogging 12 years ago.
their hair turned white,
she lost her footing,
he didn't take her hand,
she took hold of herself.
"Why did you wear red pants?"
"Why didn't you wear any jewels?"
They had it out for one another,
"Your pants don't match the scenery"
He didn't comment.
They stood still,
for ages,
their shadows told the time,
Note: *1900s hand-painted French wallpaper that I bought nearly 23 years ago.
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