An evening in paradise

He drove them home
with little in conversation as
you don’t have to talk when
there’s nothing to say

Closing the front door she
thanked him, and
pulled the handle
closed tight

Don’t go

Possible outcomes
bounced against their thoughts
unspoken, now locked in
house and car

Instead, nothing

just weak smiles and
of an evening completed
for another week

Ameneded 4 June 2014
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