isituorme

Something invisible

something invisible.

 

The beast in the corner sat there nursing his drink with his huge shovel like hands

Never enough but enough for now

The girl behind the bar serving drinks watched

Comforted by his guarding presence she knew he was there , he knew she was  in his world , a rose in a Forrest thrown amongst thorns, beauty and the beast far  from  Hollywood but there  fairytale , any aggressor would be repelled by the lost man ,it would be his only pleasure to jump up and defend a past love lost by proxy and her only to happy to have the one everyone shuns there for her like a harmless bear waiting watching and forever guarding his untouchable desire .

A daily routine a silent invisible contract .