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He loved her.

Not because of her smile, which graced dark rooms with its presence upon her dainty, dusty face.                                      

Not because of her hands and the art they shaped; the art which hung over the cracks of her persona; the different masks she coated.                                                       

Not because of the gray oceans that raged in her face, above her nose and below her brows; the oceans that leaked through openings at night, laced with long, curved bows of brown.                                                                                                       

Not because of her thighs, thick and pale with sprinkles of red and blue and purple, accompanied by deep blows and gashes.                                                               

Not because of her breasts, the pink swollen breasts that hung low on her stained-glass chest.                                                                                                             

Not because of her graceful painted feet that held up her whole being, the ones that raise up on just the toes to kiss his puffy lips; the deep arches wrapped in soft freckled skin.                                                                                                     

Not because of the beauty she holds.  Not because of her face or her bones or organs beneath them all. 

 

He didn’t even love her for her angels.

 

Though he loved every part of her, everything above…

 

He loved her at her worst.  He loved her demons.  

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[Retro_Wave]

Hi, I'm pretty new to this site but your story is soo good. I particularly enjoy the ending that wraps it up. The person who loves the girl. Like, he loves her demons. Pretty dark, but oh so telling! I don't know if this is just one entry, but i think you have unbelievable talent! Is it too much to ask for more? lol

[flameinthesnow]

Shiva sees Kali in Parvati's sweet smile, and loves her all the more. :)