Since sentences won't come to me and poetry has been our study the past two weeks, here is my own stab...
words and expressions
cut to the deepest part.
two talking as if on different floors of a building
the moments replay
again and again in the brain's record.
two walk away in a duel's fashion
demanding their release.
strong-will pushes them back to the dungeon
to the body like a blanket on a shivering child.
alligator skin and a duck's back are remembered
because that's life...