this is not for you.

agony and ecstasy are lovers intertwined

i am skating on the sky of this feeling. inhalations and exhalations with every strike on that icy eternity. eyes closed, i let my body guide me where she wills. i hear only the rhythmic whisper of the meeting between my body and the surface and the soft insistent beating heart beneath it all. i could stay like this forever, gliding without fear on the edge of something i cannot put a name to. cold and slick and fragile under my nervous touch, i could so easily fall through to the depths. but my body has done this dance before, long ago, and i need not fear, for she will not let me falter.

3. something is lurking in the light behind your eyes, it calls my name and yours. when it asks us a question, we answer together.

2. the sky was blue and the flowers were yellow and coffee smells like coffee. the body feels and the heart witnesses and that is the meaning.

1. the address on the letter is not yours but it is in your hands now, so you may as well open it.