Time stood still

I walk through the changing leaves feeling the breeze beneath my lashes. Your hand in mine, wherever you are. I miss you   Advertisements

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you are love.

you stretch your fingers and flirt with the morning light, arch your back and then curl up against the curve of my neck. i draw on your skin, like i would with my tongue. you feel the way love should. like warmth has cradled my heart with tenderness. like serenity has drizzled in between my…

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Linger•

Fickle is my touch when I come across your scent on my sheets… It takes me by surprise and pins me down, like a dream within a dream. A reality I can’t wake up from. I stumble upon particles of your memory drunk on my pillow, swaying between my neck and my thighs. My throat…

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