There is thunder and lightning in the sky. It spits rain and hurls wind. I am curled around my candle Wishing for someone to hold hands with and someone dear to share my nights with so as not to have to sleep alone.

Wrap me up in warmth and bodies longing for love. Wrap me in comfort and the solid state of change. Let me sleep against the warm frame, the solid heartbeat ringing out the moments of love. And let me wake into a dream, one I can build in, with the help of sturdy arms and strong hands and kind hearted eyes and realness in heart.

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