i looked over
briefly
and studied the lines
and china white
skin
wondering what
she saw out the window
if we saw the same things
or if
her world was made
of differing shades
and waited patiently
for her to return
from wherever she'd wandered
i could tell
from the silhouetted curve
of lips
that she felt me
and i cranked up the radio
her favorite tune
and she hummed
as usual...
then
throwing back her head
she belted out
no' a care in the world
or at least
none that she wanted to share
and i smiled
because...
her off key version
could crack windows
and still
it was all part of her
and i wanted her
so... i settled
for the next best thing
i tucked the memory
deep in recesses
of where ever such memories
get stored
and savored each
torturous note
memorizing each
voice crack
and laughed
because loosing her
was always
inevitable
Author notes
for maddy... as wild as ye are
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Comments
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sad but happy in bucketfuls
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i like the different shades part. introduces you considering her perspective. i don't really like "favorite tune."
"savored each torturous note" is nice because it show her bad singing and how your desire for her are both torturing you. overall very good.
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