this little piggy

this little piggy.

this little piggy went to the market.

they lay side by side.
it had been a long day and a short night they had spent together in that bed, they hardly knew each other but they knew each other so well it caught them both off guard.
they had met by pure coincidence, as people always do, but that had been in the past.
he smiled, she smiled, they both laughed as the sun slipped through the blinds drawing lines of afternoon light across the room.

this little piggy stayed at home.

he played with her hair and noticed that the rose he had given her looked completely different in the strip of sunlight.
so did the colour of her skin, she was pale and wonderful.
there were 6 lines of sun starting at her hair and traversing down to her toes.

this little piggy had roast beef.

her toes.
perfect little toes.
she wiggled them when she saw him looking at them and he smiled.
"why are you looking at my toes"? she asked.
he looked her and replied "ive known you for such a short space of time but i love you, from the longest hair on your head, to your smallest toe".
she smiled deeply and wiggled them again.

This little piggy had none

she had everything for him.
he had everything for her.
they found their homes in each other.
and went wee wee wee... all the way back to sleep.