2001-09-07 - 831 p.m.

my legs are weak

i have no words (have no words) to say out loud.

i'm in awe.

i was in a burning state of mind, and then i was calmed down by a presence, a feeling that someone was hugging my neck

and i caught the scent of a loved one i have yet to meet.

is this how one touches another from miles away, like the voices that call out my name on the subway but aren't there when i look up?

that scent was gorgeous almost powdery androgenous.

i want to know who you are, you who can leave me with so much and so little.

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