olddognewtricks

Lying awake in bed at 3 in the afternoon, the sun tickles my skin like the radiance and ambiance of citrus squeezed from your eyes, comforting me with glow and warmth. I don't long for a savior, I long to love you, to be loved, to take this chance and not be saved, all cares set aside, only holding your hand until wrapped up in...
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