sleeping for company

at times there has been a sense of anticipation…that I might feel again what it like to be held. a hand resting on ones own. a strand of hair held between the fingers. A warmth, scented skin that has been cared for. the approach of lips. The moment just above the surface.

(I have been writing this text for some time now. I am getting there. When it is ready, it will be published in book form accompanied by an album of pieces composed during these years

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