I know the drumbeat and rush of my body all too well heart speaking electric hands utter joy anticipation and, as always, dread of collapsing this feeling never ends well.
waking up among the painted antelope and the wildebeests streaming up the hillside and the gnarled knees of an ostrich and the glassy yellow eyes of a lion is something we should all experience.
the chocolate settles into the pan the cold settles into the chocolate the peanut butter settles into the cold the chocolate settles into the peanut butter it all settles into my mouth