21 July 10 11:13:51 am

the lights dim and dark while a sea of bodies shifts and settles around us. i feel your warmth against the chilled air. we wait to be carried away. your arm is wrapped in my arm. i feel the tips of your fingers. your head rests on my shoulder and i kiss your frenum; feel the scratch of your head-wrap. i breath deep your now uncommon smell. you smell of baked cookies and comfort. you smell like the promise of an end to isolationism. you smell like my love and i miss you terribly only when i’m beside you. i’m always prey beside your scent. always weak and needy. it’s a delicate sort of love that breaks you down one ache at a time and i’m grateful for the vitalness of resonating skin, aching hearts, and the beauty of your sadness.