He had emptiness tattooed as a line across his chest.His gaze, a bit vain, was an arrow to the horizon.Her, she was looking straight to the eye, in this fatal, abyssal way.On her chest, a round red scar.Their embracing, heart to heart, would be generating perpetual sunrisings and sunfallings.
always said from Her to Eternity, or from Eternity all the way to her, or her shoulders her hair. from Him to Infinity never occured!
ReplyDeletemaybe we should ask her
ReplyDeletedifferent angles cross at a point