Until Dawn

Glistening
is somatic of reflect;
We are the vision of sweat.

Quivering,
our static is dialect;
We are the rhythm of flesh.

Wild breath in sheets,
moist is the air.

Muted between heat—
take me there.

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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