vignettes of love

shaving

shaving

She walked into the bathroom.

“Sweetie, can you zip me up?”

He was at the mirror,

shaving,

naked.

She let the dress fall to the floor.

She walked to him, 

took a towel and

wiped the shaving cream off his face.

“We still have time,” she said, 

reaching for him.

September 9, 2014