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i’ve missed you. i’ve not known what I wanted to say. i’ve wanted to say everything. i’ve wanted to say nothing.

i’ve wanted to take your hand and run madly alongside tide’s whisper-roar, our throats opening in tandem to mix spit with salt spray.

i’ve wanted to swap actions and plans and hope, passing them between us like oil whose burning will outlast that of the beds.

i’ve wanted to ask how often your heart rattles the bars of your ribcage. how often you dream your bed covers into quicksand or wish you could. how soon in a day you’re a balloon with a pinhole.

i’ve wanted your words’ wind in the canyons of my ears: “me too,” and, “i’m here,” and, “yes/and.”

i’ve wanted to share the pinkness of sunrise, how it spills, lusty and decadent and always, across the sky. I’ve wanted for us to share delight and laughter like that. do you know what i mean? the kind that empties us in a way that renders us vessels.

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Thank you all for staying with the Desk during this break to recharge. Your support has meant the world.

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For the comments: Tell me everything.

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