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Milk and honey. Rose/Ten, PG, sooo AU. This was written for the poetry challenge at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
then_theres_us, though I wrote it too late for that. It's a continuation from Skinned knees and the fourth of july and World's fair. This came, too, from the line, "everything she did was so human."
20.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.
Rose had looked out the window, at the air and sky that was, impossibly, whiter than the examination room walls, whiter than the pressed coats and aprons, pale and thick with clouds. Beyond the river was the city and beyond the city was the airport, and beyond the clouds was heaven, and it could wait.
( Milk and honey. )
then_theres_us, though I wrote it too late for that. It's a continuation from Skinned knees and the fourth of july and World's fair. This came, too, from the line, "everything she did was so human."20.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.
Rose had looked out the window, at the air and sky that was, impossibly, whiter than the examination room walls, whiter than the pressed coats and aprons, pale and thick with clouds. Beyond the river was the city and beyond the city was the airport, and beyond the clouds was heaven, and it could wait.
( Milk and honey. )
