Etcetera in the Morning

 

It was earlier than 7:00 AM,  morning was broken but the sun wasn’t ready to open its daily trend to lavish its glorious brightness. Yet, the light crept in into the 5th floor bedroom red hotel where she laid sideways and heard a heartbeat. Beside her was a man she promised of mushy things and greenish fields and rainbows of sixteen colors for the rest of her sunny and rainy days. There was movements, eyes half open and mind half dead. Her arms extended, and roam to its glorious sight. Cuddling was a man’s unreasonable likings yet in his own terms. Weather was one thing. Hot and cold, he preferred cold. So cuddling made sense. Time was another. Perfect timing as he called it. Work was his best buddies in mind, especially in the morning. And so, these were the affecting factors about cuddling. If these factors won’t creep on into his mind, then he’s good at it.

She was however has a mind that wanders from one world to another. Her thoughts travelled and no matter how much he provoked it, her thoughts were too private to discuss. She did not learn the lesson of thoughts sharing yet. Silence was her inmost sin. He did not like it. She worshiped it.

She asked one question and he said, “No”

Silence mourned, but it sounds like a shattered glass waiting for a sweeper to sweep it away.

She grabbed her phone, the clock tic.

Time was everything.

 


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A woman contradicting the “do’s and dont’s” , the pros and cons, the before and after, the here and there” of marriage, of life, of love ; and what does it take to be someone’s wife and the thought of imitating the proverbs 31 woman.

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    May 27, 2015

    They seem so different!:…
    The answer ¨no¨, which loudly resonated … Silence sounding as shattered glass…
    These elements tend to intensify the oppositions, I think…
    The ending line is perfect!
    All the best to you. Aquileana :star:

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    October 19, 2015

    I’ve been married 44 years, and the way men think and the things they do and say still mystifies me. 🙂

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    September 17, 2016

    Ohhh I like this play on the concepts of time and love… Well done xx

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