the last one was better in my mind

they're not virgins anymore.
there's a change in her eyes.
his eyes change less.
but, her eyes go from ponds to lakes.
and the switch is custom.
sometimes the threshold is low. (most honorable, little lady)
other times, it takes a lot of flooding for the hurricane flag to be flown.

but no escapees have run past here without damage to report.
that is the beast.
the gun is so automatic, it hasn't been manned in a millenium.
she will never __________ again like she used to.
a true blank.
a somberly recognized transition.
that is the anti-personel mine station you can read in her face.
there has been a binding ceremony, but half the participants were laughing.
reality is sling-shotting this direction, watch out!