Electrify me With your touch Cant describe that type of rush. Moth to open flame You call me Home. Always right there next to me, Yet I feel so alone. The coffee's on, Its two days old. Love was lost
Today, let me soften, Let me sink Into warm waters. Be swallowed Into my mothers warming embrace. Let me melt, Melt, Melt Down to my formless being Edgeless, endless Ever moving, Ever changing. Let me
April 23, 24 2026 My windows are open. It is April. Thick, hot air fills my lungs. The sky, erupting, Twists and shoves branches about. Westward wind stricken limbs traipse cross the Earth's floor. A
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