The air’s an enchantment; it’s pulling us in.

The air’s an enchantment; it’s pulling us in.
I could drown in this dream, emerge
in new skin–
reborn. My cocoon’s shed with my inhibitions.
The links in my chains nothing more now than ribbons you’ve
cut to pieces. I dwell in your dark.
I’m as sick as one rose; you feed into my heart.

Sent from my iPhone

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