before /
after
she's here. I can't see, I can't hear, but I know she's here. she's somewhere, around me. maybe. I can't tell. she's moving, pulsating, shifting in and out of context. I wonder where she's going, who else she's seeing. I feel warmth. it's soft, gentle. reaching around me. it makes me think of a cloud, but that's not it. it has more mass, I can feel it's pressure. it's caressing me, comforting me. she's not here now. there's a breeze, cool, sexy. a shuffle. behind me. I turn to see her leaning against a wall. I trace a line around her hips, her waist, gently up the curve of her back. her skin is soft. she's warm, wet. I run my fingers through her hair. her tongue tastes minty.