Chapter 6 · Love Is



 

T
ogether Angela and the man recovered from the wounds of the night of violence. They were united in their love and life together thereafter.

And when he was old, the man loved to tell the story to the neighborhood kids (he grew up around those same streets) — of how the glass man he'd made had saved his beloved Angela and him.

The man would show the kids the glass monster's remains (headless since it smashed its head into the head of the attacker) leaning in a corner of the glass shop. And he'd say, referring to the gray stone that held open the shop's front door, "that's the rock that was used to break in here — and now it keeps the door open for you to come in, to hear an old man's story."

Love Is

My hand all balled up tight,
Beyond we’ll be alright,
And so you gently lead me through this labyrinthine maze that was our life.

Past all the tortured things
that used to mean, well, some such thing,
But reddish glow in indigo, that means to me the sun’s about to rise.

Love is.



Sand and Fire

When lightning strikes and storms descend,
And you start to fear this is the end ...
Once I looked into your eyes,
And saw fire inside — the fire that never dies.

The End
the end

 

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