Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #558

Words:  plant, blood, slice, love, womb, screams, downstream,
        flesh, rose, eggs, pins, burns


Planting his feet
firmly, he tries
to pin her down,
make a decision.  She
wants to scream.  It is
a slice-of-life surprise,
but she must rise, 
handle the situation. 
She walks on eggs,
trying to think,
trying to placate
him.  Sensation of
falling swiftly down
-stream, fighting 
to turn herself around.
Ideally, this would be
unconditional love,
not obligation.  Her
flesh burns.  There is
no blood.  This is her
body, her womb, her
choice.

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