something changed

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as the days

stretched into weeks

the plot

became thicker

than cornstarch and water.


no more friendly glances, he met her eyes and

held her gaze

until her cheeks burned with heat

and she was forced to turn

away


and he spoke to her

with an almost

reverence

the cadence of his sentences


sweet rolling thunder


she tried to prolong each and every

moment

the seconds precious jewels

clasped in her

palms


all the while

apprehensive

too afraid

he would slip away.


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