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surrender
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surrender  Their world began with words piled on words, a dance delicate, intricate and sometimes endearingly clumsy. Hours upon hours of a voice that rumbled down her spine. A time when she was the middle, the core, the center, the world peripheral, meaningful only in its connection to her. A masterful seduction of the mind. Although her time with him was proscribed by his time spent writing and her working, their hours together were intense. It was as if they were always joined. He would call each night to send her to sleep. The first they lay together, it was a sideways time full of whispers, moans, deep sounds, a place she’d never been before, so joyous she wept. a time out of time, deep winter with snow on the skylight. On a day, filled with lilac scents, she ran to his house to kiss him good morning, so filled with love she was. She had spent three days there the prior week, never once wearing more than his shirt. He had shown her how life would be with him, she was offering her surrender. A woman answered the door, called her by her name, then called her lover’s name over her shoulder and he emerged from his study and walked towards her down the hallway. His eyes held hers. Looking only at him……….she knelt in the doorway. He touched her hair. She stood. “liar” You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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I like the way you write. Very good! 
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He wasn't worthy of your surrender. (great writing, as usual)   
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nice
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Wickedly drew me in and held my attention.
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That was painfully abrupt. Jerks you from daylight to darkness. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Beautifully written...and so painful it took my breath away.
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As VenusRising said: beautifully written, and acutely painful. May that phoenix rise for you.
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