I have been feeling a faint gradient creeping darker into my life the past few weeks. Maybe, in the depths of our unbreakable, unknown sub-earthly ties, you are infecting me again with your violently sweet muses.
I revel in light-buzzed day-fantasies of when I would lay naked, pouring out my soul in mixes of alcohol & your breath's lull.
No one has ever spoken to me without speaking or touch me so deeply with only breathing.
Your presence is eternal within me, no matter how quiet the storm becomes.
The eye of your fury brings only silence and calm. Bursting forth within a Lycian resonance, memories flood my soul; your skin stains my eyes and my hands dance forth with another remembrance of who we were and who we will always be.
Even time does not separate what blood has joined. You will always flow through me deeper than life, and more truthful than I can see.