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A time or two ago my body tingled for you, with you, around you and I am finding myself there again. I lose myself in my thoughts of you. My mind seems consumed with clouds of you and I can't see nothing else. Your voice seeks me out and finds me. The tone, the variations, they soothed me, I relax in them as I listen. What a sweet melody. I've watched you sleep while I contured the shadow of your physique. I'd played with the thought of waking you just so my skin could fuse with yours even fo...

In a shadow is where I laid next to you, thinking of you as if you weren't there. Time in its essence slowed down for me, allowed me to see you. Time gave me a moment with you, to touch you, to watch you to re-live all I had for you. How do I tell you this, where would I even began. Circumstance, time and the unknown dictates fate. I lay next to you in this shadow and envelope myself in the thought of what connecting with you would be like, how intense, how shallow. Seldom do we get to meet s...

Standing in the front of the chilled, smudged glass, One foot rested on the metal radiator that stands out beneath, looking out at the sky. The skies that seem to know no time and can always make you believe the same story if it pleases. I listen to the clouds as they calmly pass by and tell me today is yesterday and the day before. I smile in the comfort of their words until I look down and see you walking on the ground. For some reason the ground does not treat me the same, its wear and tea...

“What is you purpose,” I asked the blind grey hair woman. “To be your eyesight in the darkness and to guide you to where you are supposed to be.” Gently, and comforting she grabbed my hand and we walked. I stumbled over debris in the road; while she confidentially strutted pass all I thought she couldn’t see. We walked in the stillness of the dark until an active young woman leaped out in front of us. She was beautiful to say the least; she was strong, loud and alive. Confused, I looked to th...

What is you purpose I asked the blind grey hair woman. To be your eyesight in the darkness, to guide you where you are supposed to be. Gently, comforting she grabbed my hand and we walked. I stumbled over debre in the road, while she confidentially strutted pass all I thought she couldn’t see. We walked in the still-ness of the dark until an active young woman leaped out in front of us. She was beautiful to say the least, she was strong, loud and alive. Confused I looked to the side of me to ...