As long as the sun shall rise goes the old lovers vow. But we are children of a scientific age & have no time for poetry. Still, I offer a quiet prayer of thanks for the sunlight each time I see your face.
I like to sit quietly in public places, she said, to make up for being so obnoxious in private.
I held him close for only a short time, but after he was gone, I’d see his smile on the face of a perfect stranger & I knew he would be there with me all the rest of my days.
I need someone to invent a mirror that leaves out some of the details, she said.
My eyes only see stuff I believe in already, she said. I couldn’t face the day otherwise.