Quietude

The depth of her quietude
Fully resonates in him
He has silenced her for so  l o n g
He is content 
With her suppression.
He is the communication controller
in 
his
home.
Yet,                
He has not silenced her arousal when
Clean ink is penned in lengthy lines 
Of passionate words in lovely cursive letters
On white parchment.

This is her secret, tucked away
In her hat box
High in the closet, above his shirts
Shirts she's pressed and hung in order by color 
She's carefully starched the cuffs per his instruction with  p r e c i s i o n
but she's often forced into (retraining) 
Due to her...... inadequacies.
BUT.......
When she writes she is free 
Free to write of moons and stars
Oceans and seasons change
Travels to lands she can only dream of
And of lovers she desires to take and to hold.

The depth of her quietude
Fully resonates in him
And
He is content....

When she writes
                    She is free
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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