There's a certain kind of warmth that slides off the edge of your thoughts, heavy and slick, dark and veiled, silky and smooth as ink to imprint on your heart.
...and these are those words.
Special thanks to @sparrowed
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I think of love as the great galaxy within and yet without. I breathe and it sits beside me, sighing contentedly. Yet corporeal it's form eludes me. A fleeting touch, A shy glance. A kiss.
I think of love as the depth of night Dark and all encompassing A torment and comfort, A thought. Lust.
I think of love as I do sleep, Fuzzy frayed edges of consciousness Clinging to time that twists and turns - Until there's none at all. A taking away, An infinite addition. A deathless death.
I just- I just love you that much, I hope I meet you soon.
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Dear love, I haven't met you yet but I feel a lifetime unfolding in the seconds, days, hours or eons before I finally do.
