Melancholia II


Their love ran a faultless course, their eyes trained on the same source, their hearts pregnant
like salmon with millions of tiny hopes.

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And when she left, gutting the house of its contents as she went, a cold emptiness replaced the
full feeling, leaving him as hollow-bloated as the deflating bulb of the stomach that
remembers the child, love nursing us all into need.

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Banking on the deep well of their love to bring up water, he waited nine days for her return,
his patience a novena of noble longing.

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~ by ancamitroi on January.8.2015.

2 Responses to “Melancholia II”

  1. stupend

    marcello

  2. Beautiful shots.

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