By: shelbi henny

How does it feel
Being so defined yet 
To feel me without even 
touching you
Molding the emotions 
To react towards distance when we form storms 
That soak the visual
Leaving on my back
Staring at the ceiling
Wondering why you are 
How am i catching 
As though its the flu
Sickly wishing for the
Combining it with you
Searching the naked 
To whats real
Trembling from cracks
Remembering how does this feel

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