Between night and day and the moon and sun they snuggle enjoying the hazy gray that has somehow become comforting and familiar.
It's an area not black and not white, but some strange neutral that is taking a great amount of getting used to.
Fearhas beena part of the haziness that has made this all the more new.
Another night has come and gone and another day has begun to proclaim itself and bring to light all that is what they know.
Under his resting hand is her firm, inconspicuously rounded belly and a new life he's yet to understand or comprehend.
She rests her body against his taking a new comfort in someone else.
It seems ironic that what had originally hurt their relationship has now brought them closer than ever.
Her fear and his fear are equal, their understanding of the boundaries and freedoms defined as the weeks and months have brought them together without interference from any force of consciousness.
That alone has helped bring about the comfort that this child will bring.
This child, son or daughter has brought together two people who are so similar and so opposite that they've become one person.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
And sincerity marks every syllable.
And the gray area between black and white in which they dance in is what will make their ends meet and keep thembound together.
Through every twisted turn and every smooth sail...
I own nada- simply what my imagination has conjured... what do you all think? give me anything and everything ya got :)