Mute…

    Speech is becoming difficult; more difficult with every passing day. Your head whirls around and races with thoughts. Words manifest themselves in your mind's eye, but putting them together to form a comprehensible sentence is proving to be impossible. On some level of consciousness, you are aware of what you are feeling. The difficulty …

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Beautiful surrender…

    To gaze at you and not feel obliged to look away. To get lost in the folds of the skin of your fingers and linger, freely. To reach out and touch your face, without hesitation. To run my finger ever so sparingly across your arm and know that you will not back away. …

Becoming…

    I am becoming weightless; hovering over my reality like a volatile mass of energy -void of shape. I can feel the surge of experiences passed running through me, and the experiences that are yet to come loom somewhere nearby. They wait to turn the reality that lies beneath me into a memory and …