I feel so full, tonight. I couldn’t tell you what exactly it is that I’m full of, but I feel like I’m going to burst. I haven’t really been sure of anything, lately and I kind of like it…
Is that terrible?
I am not sure about what’s my next move or what I feel and I’m not emotionally tied to anything or anyone and I feel good because anything can happen. All I know is that my eyes itch, “Open Your Eyes” by Bobby Caldwell is on repeat and the stars winking at me from the dark depths of the sky are my lovers.
They sing down to me, somehow luring me with their tinkering melodies– much like how the ocean swells at the thought of her moon.
The night envelops me in it’s dark and sends me away into the cool of it’s bosom. I sob. It’s beautiful. I am alive. I feel like a mirror to that star winking and kissing me.
I have nothing to say, just a forever and dark to get lost in and feel my way through.
As cool as the tree-combed breeze that dances around my chilled cheek.
Swollen.
Burst.

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