23 million reasons why this moment exists seperately from all the rest.

Your dreams have always known me...

You run your fingers along my spine as a reminder to your self of all the things you swore you wouldn’t do this time.

Visceral quest love.
Dreams that dream again.
I tried to warn you love...tried to draw lines and limits along our dreaming.

With hands and body, face hidden in the warm tender hollow of my throat... You bite back.

So stoic, patient.

I could list for you all the reasons this is a bad idea, categorized into groups of three, lists of broken hearts, broken dreams, and misplaced trust.

You know the song and hum along.


Warm throaty laugh against the coolness of my skin.
Never say a thing love.

...So quiet in the eye of your storm.

Things that need not be said whisper behind your eyes.

Always dreaming, leading, knowingly, gently, so gently…


....yes oh yes

hummmm?

too many reasons...but, yet we still chase that dream

Heres to chasing dreams