Serve You Well
Just random prose...
She said she had no idea and I said, "That's the thing about a secret. You're not supposed to know..."
Even still she changed the subject, fast to wash away the moment as if I'd said nothing at all.
I was not surprised by this even though it wracked my spirit and even though it pierced my heart. After all it was our pattern, the one where I am told I'm needed and then I bow and serve her well.
Such is the way we chose to write it, though I've never held the pen. Such is the way it always plays out, where she's okay for now, crisis averted, and a ripple within the calmer waters that only I will see.
The phone went 37 days without ringing and, yes, I counted all of them. When I finally saw her number I tried to wait 30 seconds but gave in at 24.
She made it seem like an appointment, meeting at 10:30, with my alarm set for 5AM. Though just as she requested I was there before she showed, and upon her arrival it was me who held the chair.
What we have is obligations, what we don't we'll fake our way through. But it's a damn thing how beauty makes serving her feel just like love.
J
She said she had no idea and I said, "That's the thing about a secret. You're not supposed to know..."
Even still she changed the subject, fast to wash away the moment as if I'd said nothing at all.
I was not surprised by this even though it wracked my spirit and even though it pierced my heart. After all it was our pattern, the one where I am told I'm needed and then I bow and serve her well.
Such is the way we chose to write it, though I've never held the pen. Such is the way it always plays out, where she's okay for now, crisis averted, and a ripple within the calmer waters that only I will see.
The phone went 37 days without ringing and, yes, I counted all of them. When I finally saw her number I tried to wait 30 seconds but gave in at 24.
She made it seem like an appointment, meeting at 10:30, with my alarm set for 5AM. Though just as she requested I was there before she showed, and upon her arrival it was me who held the chair.
What we have is obligations, what we don't we'll fake our way through. But it's a damn thing how beauty makes serving her feel just like love.
J