In the Air
I would strip and forever erase the armour of my soul and place the naked and
fragile remains of all that I am in your trust to hold and keep safe, and in return I
ask for a two second lock of eyes. I would feel as though I had just negotiated
history's most gratifying deal, my thoughts as I write this have searched and
received your spent static; my skin is stretching alive with goose bumps as though
your touch is imminent.
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