Window challenge by Lipstickcat

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title: Now Close the Windows
Author: lipstickcat
Rating: G
Pairing: Fraser/Victoria
Words: 173, excluding poem

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Now close the windows and hush all the fields:
If the trees must, let them silently toss;
No bird is singing now, and if there is,
Be it my loss.

It will be long ere the marshes resume,
I will be long ere the earliest bird:
So close the windows and not hear the wind,
But see all wind-stirred.

- “Now Close the Windows” by Robert Frost

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The nurse kept opening the window while he was sleeping. He’d wake, hurting inside and out as if someone had torn him open and wrenched out his heart. And then the cool breeze would brush over his face like the tears he couldn’t shed and he’d remember; yes, someone has.

He hated waking to the open window, to the sounds of life going on in the world below his room. The birds sang an unfamiliar tune. All he could hear in their warbles was her voice, sweet, pleading, inviting, loving. He could close his eyes and see her mouth shaping the song-pleas. He could taste the dusky-rich colour of her lipstick, the flavour of her kisses sitting at the back of his throat. The rustle of the trees moving in the wind swept her name like a harsh gasp into the sky.

All he could do once he awoke was count the minutes, count the summons formed on berry-blood lips, until Ray would arrive and shut the window for him. Lock out the gale in his heart.

***END***

Comments

[keerawa.livejournal.com]

Moving. Poor Fraser. I particularly liked this image: taste the dusky-rich colour of her lipstick

[ruthless1.livejournal.com]

Me too! I was just typing that up when I glanced at your comment. It really is quite evocative.

[lipstickcat.livejournal.com]

^_^ Thank you!

[lipstickcat.livejournal.com]

Thank you ^_^