Call me Zee, or Z
DO ASK ME ANYTHING !
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I dreamed one night without sleeping that when I returned,
that night, […]
you put on the clothes of a god, which was your naked body
and moved from window to window in a room made of
windows, drawing, closing the curtains, your back
turned to me, showing no sign that you knew that you were
building an island; then came to rest, fleshed
in a god’s perfection beside me.
I knew that to build an island is not to hold it always,
but longing was so much stronger, yes, even stronger
than the dread of not holding, always.
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