Monday, February 13, 2012

Talking Walls

The house that love built
Managed to withstand thousands of storms
The pouring onslaught of sleet and hail
Winds desperately ripping at thin walls
Flood waters rising against it's firm foundation

The children played here
Drawing gardens on pale yellow walls
Sunsets on staircases
Their innocent laughter echoing in the hallways
The soothing sound of small bare feet tip toeing on cold hard wood floors

They laughed here
Built a dreamworld that became reality
Slow dancing together in the darkness
Crying as the world's unpredictable current took away the familiar
Adapting to change
Clinging to one another

Silhouettes smiling in the moon's translucence

They did not make love, it had to be taken.

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