knee deep in darkness
nervously touching myself to ensure I stay in tact

boundaries are broken
from my fingertips pour an elastic like fluid

i begin to move now, forgetting about the darkness that nearly consumed me
and as my finger tips move the more this fluid protrudes

i take my fingertips outlining every inch of my figure
slowly pouring upwards, as if defying gravity
between my legs
and back

i close my eyes
waiting for your signature





miss you.