a fractalized dream

February 6, 2016

the easy give of spine on my pillow
-the tendrils of darkness that surround you-
the rush of power
-the sharp scent of you-
the gently rough feel
-your gauzy breath-
the sense of floating
-your fingers against the dim light-
the city lights that seep through window blinds
-the way you grab me-
-can’t tear myself away-

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