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the soft electric hum of the fan in your bedroom the rumble of an oncoming storm you lie in bed you are alone sleep calls to you but..

louder and heavier and hungrier you say goodbye but it's only temporary you come back in the nautical twilight when the lights are..

a breath you can see another you can feel the dust settles on your skin and your vision swims the chair you sit on is steady and pink ligh..

I watch you dance skin touches like a warm bath on a cold day I want to sink in and never leave I want to let go and drown in you ti..

you stand in a forest you stand on smooth wet grass with bare feet the wind comes to you carrying the sounds of swaying branches and falling ..

a soft creak a dark room the door opens but no one is there there are only things you cannot see but it is just a door and you are not ..

you hear a noise and your eyes open not a loud noise the noise of rustling fabric like a shirt falling to a carpeted floor you open your e..