2015-09-09 - 2:18 p.m.
My spirit feels yours winding about me and traveling me like tendrils of smoke. You visit my dreams. I literally feel a physical sensation of your nearness at times. This real and present connection that has never died between us is a comfort and yet an exquisite agony, for you have turned your physicality away from me even as your spirit nudges, calls, and holds me.
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