He took my hand, and waited, for me, to react, was I, going to, pull my hand away out of his, sweaty palms? Or am I, just going to, allow him, to feel uneasy, for a bit longer? Think, I’ll, keep the suspense going for a bit here.
He took my hand, and, that, was all it took, for our hearts, to connect, I feel, so very, close to him, the moment he, took my hand into his palms, then, our ten fingers intertwined………
there’s absolutely, NOTHING romantic about this photograph, NOT taken by me…
He took my hand, then, we stayed on the altar, then, like, those, slaughtered lambs that can’t even escape, as they’d become, so totally, FROZEN in fear, we’d, both D-I-E-D!
The end…everybody, including ME, is HARMED, in the above P-R-O-D-U-C-T-I-O-N! What? You can’t EXPECT a happily ever after, each and every single time, that’s just, NOT humanly POSSIBLE in this world, you know???
then, they will RIDE off inot the sunset, until either s/he cheats, tehn, it’s the “big D”…not my art…
Life, the Obstacle Course 