Coming

There’s an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. Legs atremble. (Can hardly feel them.)

There’s rain outdoors and humidity creates puddles on my skin.

Satiated senses and all I needed was the self.

Pneumatic drill like vibrations shake me up. Accompanied with ecstatic sighing.

I’m 31. There’s hope. There’s still hope. Even for someone like me. #bliss