it's been over a day, and now we look at different horizons. what does it mean, hundreds of miles between two bodies so normally entwined only a thin layer of warmth and slight perspiration separating? the scent of sleepy skin at a cool eight a.m. is a memory when i close my eyes tight, and clutch the air. i think i know you're there, entity over
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