i miss that feeling...


ph: carlos s.

tiptoes on top of toes

swaying side to side

as if standing on a rocking ship

letting myself go completely.

leaning with the music

as if nothing in the world

not even an unexpected branch

could scrape me as we pass

to and fro, back and forth

trusting in your arms.

held. unafraid.


unafraid because pain and I haven't met yet. I miss that.

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