The Echo of Your Touch
He finds me here, always. Where the light forgets to reach, where
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Indigo Resonance
The denim feels…rough. Like the edges of things humans feel, I
Fractured Sunlight
The sand felt prickly. Like tiny hands holding on, wanting to stay.
The Pink Pebble
He smelled like rain after the city dries.
Like a secret puddle
