Blink. Light refuses. Shadows grin. Coffee trembles. “Move,” you whisper. Floor tilts. I stumble. Push. Pull. Laugh. “Follow or fall.” I spin. Around. Inside. You twist hours. I taste colors. Time fractures. Sharp, sweet, unbearable. I scream. I dissolve. Rise again. Tangled in you. “You are mine.” “I am yours.” Blink. Spin. Fall. Repeat. Fragment. Collapse. Tides slow. Colors merge. Whispers soften. “Flow,” you murmur. I follow. Circles tighten. Morning. Night. One breath. You in me. I in you. No push. No pull. Flow endless. Circle complete. Whole, infinite.
