This post is going to be a little different. It may help if you listen to this song while reading: http://lala.com/z7vo. I know it made me feel like I needed to write this, in this way.
Tonight, I am haunted by dreams. The memory of your eyes, in the sunlight through snow. Color shifting iris. Who's to know what's real? The memory of your hand grazing my waist. I'm wearing a dress you've never seen. But you'd love it on your bird. Nothing is sure, but the joy is constant. The joy as great as the fear as great as the anger as great as the questions as great as the love. Do I know you? In songs we shared like secrets on pillows. Trying to find peace. But disinfecting a wound hurts. And running makes us strong. I dance to wring you from my mind. It doesn't work. Produces only tears and longing. Your dream shade won't leave, weaving and twisted. Wrapping around me. We touch without touching. I can feel you.
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