Helplessness took hold
There was nothing to do
Nobody to call to ease her worry
Her care would go unnoticed
She stood in the rain
Just stood there
Inhaling the damp air
She accepted the wait as her only option
But an exercise of patience did not prepare her for the truth
In an instant, words swallowed her relief whole
Even with the slowing of his heartbeat
He reached out to another kind of spirit for comfort
The gesture of honesty provided clarity
She was not his true pleasure
Again on the ledge
Sacrificing sleep to question worth
A familiar habit
Might she never be the temptation that makes him want to be a better man?