You feel slightly soothed, you fear being alone, you long for love, in the void there is nothing to do but relax.
Slowly the feeling of void becomes the warm weight of a blanket, the soft firmness of a mattress. You’re in a fluffy, soft bed. Is there anyone you expect to see when you open your eyes? Anyone you want to see?
Randy
Slowly the feeling of void becomes the warm weight of a blanket, the soft firmness of a mattress. You’re in a fluffy, soft bed. Is there anyone you expect to see when you open your eyes? Anyone you want to see?