A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..
In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..
These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.
They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.
March 26, 2014
This is nice.
When you sit silently beside me, and the tension stretches like thick, stringy taffy.
This is nice.
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