Access me
Let my soul flow freely
like smoke does through vents and open windows
Let me go
Access me
We’ll tickle the rain
Drops will chuckle, fat bellies exposed
Our fingers nipping every button
Little drops, accessing us, accentuating our bare features
Like lucid dreaming,
I only think I’m in control
Dance with my soul
Look past soulful eyes
Look past time
past possibilities to come
They’re imminent and growing bigger all the time
I’m excited for them
for that next great experience
Take part
Access us
Tickling raindrops
Tearing open closed pages
Stepping outside,
the sun feels like it did before
Porcelain skin
speckled with freckles
Blue eyes are wide, never heavy lidded with tiredness
Access me
like you do
with your many faces.
I’ll never forget you
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