Tuesday evening
Tuesday evening love stories
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hklawrence Community member
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A snapshot of a long-term relationship

Tuesday evening

I trace the constellation of freckles on your back with the tip of my finger

a ripple of cold shooting up your spine shapes never to be seen again.

With your back to me it's the easiest time to ask you

to draw the words to trace them gently

unspoken but said with volume

actions may speak louder than words but words can cut deeper

a shiver saying more than a sob

My knees concertina into yours cold feet brushing against warm ankles

I look up over your shoulder a streetlamp intruding through the slit in the curtains

it's too bright to see the stars so I focus on your freckles

and think

and touch

and speak without using my voice

are we still okay?

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