Warmth.

Suspended in free-fall, held up by the force of a hundred thousand butterflies.

My entire being overflowing with warm vibrations, oscillating at a frequency forgotten.

My feet swept out from the mapped path under me, o’ lady uncertainty, what do you have in store for me?


Her smile reinvigorates, the surface of the sun does not come close to the warmth I feel.

You make me feel alive.

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