Opening a bottle of wine
She felt something terribly
Something undiagnosed
She won his heart
By which she meant that
On a small income
He had been able
To learn how to love her
And make love to her in bed
…Their hearts have become long and graceful canoes with carvings of life.
With shadows leaping on their faces, she laid her head on his lap gazing at the fire tripping over its peak. She made little caressing gestures to show how lovely their lives had become. Riches never turned their heads. It only bought them a beautiful house in the woods, which they were very fond of.
They called it ‘Project ‘Century’.’
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