Seven Second Stories  

Birth
And just like that. There you were.

Love
That look in your eye. Being seen.

Marriage
We had years. Only a few bad.

Dreaming
Both genders are aroused; eyes flicker.

Death
Holding your head before anyone else arrives.

 
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