

Delicia Mea The air smells like silence and we are drawn together in a sudden hush. Beads of water violently pound themselves on the rooftop, not even watching the lightning provides its usual comfort. She can see the glimmering reflection of the blade in my eyes and she grabs my hand and making eye contact, “No,” she says.Delicia Mea
I take her arm and wrap it around me transitioning so that my back is able to lean up against her. The motions of her fingertips on my arm to the sounds of our breathing, calm soothing warmth begins taking over.
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