Two Eyes Cenote electrum

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Kissed and held and savored. Everything she regarded– the hard domed walls, vaguely stained bedding twisting around one calf, an impression in a leaf used to hold water spilling over the side–

It would matter to no one but them.

The rupture still fills this space, and her life with blood. But in her eyes were violets.

Violets, violets.