Staring into empty space, I find you nearer than ever before. Forces stranger and stronger than us, putting us in the same extra-dimensional moment through time; a lateral shift, just left of reality.

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A warmth throbs through our being, like a nervous twinned pulse. We weren't coming nor going, just a trainwreck of two in the night. So strange to hold on, and even stranger to let go.

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Still, in the space between Earth and Narnia I've looked deeper and longer into your eyes, embraced the sensitive curve of your soul with my lips.

 

We are intense, like bad fruit.

 

... lemon.

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-Gs