I dreamt of slow-dancing and we waltzed until I woke Hazy scent of desires unspoke I, mangled with your absence, breathe a mere thought of reality's biting grip and rip the blanket from my bones Naked and exposed, more vulnerable and assured than ever to disclose those tender tickles I feel when in repose, visceral and verbose I spew black for it's pronounced and bold amplifying the dark hold melted to my frame Bursting free, finally with a pounding chest, primary shades to express, and fear tentatively at rest Your hand in mine gives a soft and slow caress and I exhale our dance of coalesce.