C649 I Love You

She listened to him occasionally mumble, over and over again, into her ears, cycled and played, just thinking, to the earth old, to the sky desolate.

She always wanted time to stop here. She was right under his lips, feeling his soft, lingering kisses, not parting again.

"Clang, clang, clang. . . The sound of the metal door being knocked was behind her. The policewoman had come to call her