Without _______

[inbadfaith]

You clenched my hand in the dark as I searched precariously for grounded footing in gray spaces. In black I took a leap as my hand caressed your shape, mapping out the forms and figures, shapes and scars, as I let the judgments lightly and gently graze your cheek. I skipped over mishaps and retardations and paid no mind to pitter patter lies. I

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[poetryincarnate]

I have missed your writing, my friend. It is delicious to see it once more :).