Monday, November 12, 2012

Faded Leather Couch



Waiting for their coffee, they exchanged a reassuring shorthand.  They became one with the soft leather couch. Holding hands..when she needed her hand to gesture..he replaced her hand with her
thigh..They looked as comfortable with  each other and in their skin as the faded couch did..


I nearly burst into tears..I did not know what I wanted until I watched it....

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