I remember
there was music... piano for sure.
muted, relaxing and pure.
there were lips... on the hair.
warm and soft, with care.
there were arms... around the back...
fingers sliding softly on the neck
trying to make raise
the face,
look into the eyes...
there was no space
between... only the sky
above...
I was alive...
I...
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