Old couple

The unconditional love
that he carried out daily for her 

was an act of rebellion

in an often seemingly loveless world. 

Who told them?

That she couldn't or shouldn't

be this or that,

That he had to become

so and so?

They transformed -

All that had to have been.

The fluffy sponges they wore,

bore the life they absorbed.

Should ordeals be wrung out?

Would this free up some space?

Could what they had experienced

indeed be replaced?