Your skin is the words.
My lips, ache to read.
Your skin is the words.
My lips, ache to read.
Giving words to dreams!
In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.
"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart." William Wordsworth
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That is one story you can ABSOLUTLY read in the dark. Your three posts today have me breathing heavy. Thank you. 🙂
Yw !!! Heavy breaths are good !!
How about the intense pulsing, is that good too? 😉
Now, intense pulsing ? do you mean that throbbing ache which craves to be released?
Yes! That! EXACTLY THAT! Is that a good thing too? 😉