Eternity

Blood roaming through my limbs. Like smoke in the air, my inhalation is a current in the wind making my cells spin in free chaos. I let go every time I empty and I make room for all the new. I don’t crave anymore, I just appreciate things more and life tends to hug me all along. I love to write when it doesn’t turn out into a monologue, of past selves trying to figure out this space, and feels like rap in my head, but I open my mouth and my tongue trips like when you’re next to me, touching me so tempting and tenderly. Like a cub stretching your ribs, showing them off to me, I jump besides laughing and looking into your eyes, we play like childs. I stop in motion, turning my spinning head looking at the periphery. I smile. I deserve this and nothing will ever take it away from me, it’s eternity.