I bend in shapes. Contort to find the spaces that feel righ..
Added 2020-08-10 22:55:12 +0000 UTCI bend in shapes. Contort to find the spaces that feel right. But I don’t know familiar more than a fading dream. My softness begs for touch. Do you feel held? You know I’m like water. Like silk. Like sand. Always slipping through your fingers. You know you can’t hold onto something you can’t grip.
