He must be different.
He wants to hold her like the sky holds the moon.
Hold her within himself.
To take, absorb her pain, to swallow her cancer.
Make her whole.
But he can't, she won't let him.
To absorb her pain and swallow her cancer means he would consume her too.
And she is not to be consumed.
She is not to be enveloped by him or anyone.
She is a Fire, the Phoenix.
She is the consumer not the consumed.
So he holds her. Not like they all did.
But in the way that she wants.
He holds her with strength.
Next to him. And he loves her. And he waits.
To be devoured.
copyright 2015 S. Cordova
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