Feeling

Although there are no hands to present the sensation she feels; its something deep; colors attatched to the synapses of each cluster of nerve that enable this touch to inadvertently exist; remissed to not include the notes that keep her in tune with the vibrations of this rotating axis; but all she knows is that she wants to max this... Out; the feeling of not knowing how deep this could go or which direction she's falling but accepting that shes willing to go head first. Evolving into a being that can fly high above all things weighted by gravity; where sweet teeth dont produce cavities but endurance to overstand this undertaking; making something out of nothing; feeding souls and not just fucking; where only a will leads to a way... Out; self doubt has not existed because we have not fed it; only led it to believe that out of the fire it can rise; disguises lead to demise because a covered mouth is the reply. And she's learning not to rely on... Anyone who's not willing to put her first; but his touch... A gift and a curse cause all things that he'd done to her he had no time to rehearse but she's spellbound

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