Remember Me With Your Body

The dreams had kept coming.

Blurry at first. Then terrifyingly sharp.

A stare. A coffee. A black jacket. A rough voice. A provocation.

Tension.

A room. A “shut up or kiss me.”

Screams. Fire.

Him. Everywhere. Inside me. With me.

I woke up all at once. Sweating. Breathless. Eyes wide open.

“Fuck…”

My...

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