I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion disintegrating as it goes testing our communication, the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
Both Adam and Raine had invited him to the pack house, opening accepting him, welcoming him with open arms. That had meant more to him than he ever let show, mainly because he had a problem with emotions. They had been beaten out of him so long ago, he wasn't so sure they existed any more. It had taken him a while to get up the gumption to wind up at the house, and now he stood outside, hands in pockets, just standing there, watching.
He had gotten off of work, showered and dressed, climbed into his truck and ventured over to the house, with every intention on marching his happy ass up to the door and knocking. What happened? He wasn't so sure. Nervous maybe? He glanced down at the carpenter jeans, wife beater covered with a black short sleeved button up shirt, left undone, the thick leather wrist cuff, throwing knives hidden inside ... maybe not nice enough? Venna was rubbing off on him.
Muttering softly to himself, he dug out the pack of Davidoff's, lit one with a self assuredness that most dreamt of having, and let that plume of smoke wrap itself around the mussed reddish brown hair, clouding the green and blue eyes, while he watched the house silently. Beasts paced, urging him onwards, wanting to see what lay ahead for them, wanting total acceptance like they had back home. Flicking the cigarette aside, he blew out that last bit of smoke and nodded to himself, making his way up to the front door, hand lifting.... a resounding knock allowed.
Embracing you, this reality here, This one, this form I hold now, so Wide eyed and hopeful. Wide eyed and hoopefully wild. We barely remember what came before this precious moment, Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside...This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in. This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion.
