Silent thinking
For as long as I can remember I’ve enjoyed sitting in silence with nothing but a ceiling fan on and think for hours.
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Montanaman · M
...The sounds, normally go unheard. But in the realm of in betweens, my heartbeat reverberates like a bass drum, my breath like that of a warm autumn breeze, and the wings of a moth, like a ceiling fan in slow motion. To behold the sound of a kiss, the feel, the touch, the taste, soft as a cloud, hard as Passion allowed. Savoring the intensity. It's a shame that other's take all this for granted, never knowing what they will miss. The rustle of anxious dreams.
-Montana.😎
-Montana.😎