[ and so she moves. almost mechanically, actually, the way her feet suddenly starts up again, as if he had always meant to be in her trajectory but had been hinging on his permission.
—no. his need.
she is at his side before long, reaching for him with steadying and gentle hands. it is a touch that she does not hesitate to keep soft, but with her unable (unwilling?) yet to meet his eyes, to cast that familiar look of concern and love on his face, the touches and gestures themselves may seem almost hollow. as if he were a mere patient to her healing, another body she must tend to and fix.
still, she leads him to that tub without hesitation, and helps ease his body into it even though it remains empty yet. the turning of the tap, then, seems more an afterthought than anything else, and somehow the backwards nature of this process only seems to highlight the backwards nature of their own demeanor.
suddenly they are dancing again, but neither seem sure what steps yet to take, and so their rhythm is off, their harmony compromised. ]
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—no. his need.
she is at his side before long, reaching for him with steadying and gentle hands. it is a touch that she does not hesitate to keep soft, but with her unable (unwilling?) yet to meet his eyes, to cast that familiar look of concern and love on his face, the touches and gestures themselves may seem almost hollow. as if he were a mere patient to her healing, another body she must tend to and fix.
still, she leads him to that tub without hesitation, and helps ease his body into it even though it remains empty yet. the turning of the tap, then, seems more an afterthought than anything else, and somehow the backwards nature of this process only seems to highlight the backwards nature of their own demeanor.
suddenly they are dancing again, but neither seem sure what steps yet to take, and so their rhythm is off, their harmony compromised. ]