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A SIMPLE REQUEST
she sits alone on his side of the bed
gritting her teeth and blinking away the tears
she stares at his picture even though everything is blurry
she gently rubs away the wetness with an arthritic hand
a single drop on the polaroid and then a downpour
she remembers the first time they met
it was a beautiful spring day
it had just rained but the sun was shining
she was wearing a little green dress and little black shoes
he was wearing a white tee shirt and black shorts and he was barefoot
all it took was for her to smile
for him gather the courage to come talk to her
his words were foolish and he stuttered slightly
but after a few hours sitting on the green grass of the old park,
he was smooth and lovely with every sentence
she would watch his lips as he formed every syllable
she loved their crimson softness
and his tongue, oh there has never been one like it
a muscle so soft, yet so strong and perfect
she fell in love with him more and more with each passing moment
his lovely dark eyes were the most beautiful of rare jewels
they sparkled like diamonds when the sunlight danced upon them
those eyes said every word when his mouth said none
all his love was shown in those eyes
and oh how she loved the way his dark lashes framed the windows to his soul
and how they tickled ever so slightly when he pressed his face close to hers
his hair was dark and curly; not every girl's dream, but she adored every lock
she loved the way he would run his lovely fingers through it
each piece would be so out of place but it still looked like heaven to her
she loved the way he would rub his arm whenever he was nervous
and how he would hold her hand: it was a perfect fit
she remembers his thin frame and how he always thought he was too big
she remembers exactly how each muscle flexed and relaxed
she loved running her fingers from his stomach over his chest and down his back
she remembers how every bit was just as toned as the last
and those legs when he walked? how could she forget such a piece of art
he asked her to marry him after seven months
he was 19 and she was 16
everything was just as she had imagined
a wonderful wedding starring a gorgeous girl and incredibly handsome boy
she wore a beautiful dress that she and her mother had sewn
he was almost in tears when he saw her looking so delicate and perfect
after their first year, he had made a simple request:
that he was to die first...
he told her that he would be unable to live without her
so she agreed with him, but she was thinking to herself the entire time
he had no control over who would pass on first
but now, many decades after that beautiful spring day,
her loving husband had passed away only a few hours ago
leaving her empty and afraid
she hated this frightening loneliness
she still held his picture in her hand
she looked at him, young and fresh and only 19
she let one more tear fall
her breath was heavy and she felt terribly sleepy
she lie down on his side of the bed and let out a troubled sigh
she too passed away only moments later and the last image she saw in her head
was of his crimson lips, his beautiful dark hair, his charming eyes, and their fingers were interlocked... a perfect fit
