Eintrag #44, 28.01.2005, 09:58 Uhr
you might leave me, when I fall.
I want to be someones drug.
I want to be depended on, & felt through an entire body like inhaling five or blown kisses or light breezes swept across fine neck fuzz. I want to be the soft, diffused sun that penetrates you pyjamas in the morning, &
& you know the rest.