she didn't want to love
she wanted to b e l o v e d
and that was entirely different
The tears in his eyes say more to her than words: they wash away the last of her anxieties like rain upon the snow, melted down to feed the roots and seedlings of her love. Of their future- a future that now feels real, attainable, dazzlingly beautiful in the certainty it presents. Rings exchanged and vows and ardor; what need is there for a wedding, really, when she has already given herself to him in full, and taken him in return?she wanted to b e l o v e d
and that was entirely different
Against his chest, against his neck, her breath is hot with laughter and joy. Captured and held, as bright as the sun, she radiates into his embrace, her fingers returning to twine in his mane, her body molded against his. "I love you, Deimos" she whispers, murmurs, sings, a hymn of happiness, a promise, an oath. "I'll take that dance, now."
{fin}
Amalia
we are all b r o k e n
that's how the l i g h t gets in
that's how the l i g h t gets in
