Elaine :-)
by Eden of @the.autisticats clear ice decorates small branches of small trees a spark ignites the ice does not melt it spreads there is comfort, here in your arms above and in front and below me here you are maroon sweater, white collared shirt that song was a prophecy a small revolution and a shaved head you pulled me in then stranded me basement lights and swirling nights my hot, prickling neck it’s not lonely here being alone with you with this comforting risk this dangerous sense of safety absolute warmth your arm over my side my back at your front quiet love white pillows, changing red to pink to green hesitation, then a kiss spiraling energy from lips to hips, she’s mine she’s hers hers. her. hers. who? do you still like her? no why nevermind dedication, proclamation, I love you. silence and a whisper of doubt denial adrenaline there is comfort, here in your arms above and in front and below me here we are braless and breathing
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