i love my wifeA collection of 2 posts

I clear the drain before it clogs, snip stray strands from your clothes when you aren’t here. I check the tin of tea you forgot, gather the curls your…

She begins brittle, tightly curled, a rustle of dry whispers waiting for a reason to unfurl. I linger, calm and quiet, until her need stirs me, kindling the flame that…