Looking into his eyes. Listening to his voice. Holding his hand. Holding him in my arms. I am.
Gazing into her eyes. Taking in her scent. Softly kissing her mouth. Holding her close. I am.
Awakened by the call, "the pull". Allowing the seed to take root. Ignoring the world and creating my own. Letting go... Writing. It. Down. Losing myself. Reading. Re-writing. Showing one trusted friend. Fixing. Fade out. I am.
Otherwise, I am not.
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