I like the warm, cozy, fuzzy feeling I get when I’m attached. I feel secure and safe. I relax. I just want to stay there forever. There is no fine stream of air between us. We are one. We do not exist apart from the other. This feeling is what I’ve always wanted. A...
“A dry riverbed remembers moisture.” My heart remembers love. A time ago. Was it yesterday or the yesterday before that? Its fiery embers lie in the deep shadows of the valley. And its red strands can be sensed on the highest ridges of the hills. Waiting for the...
