Wapun Meadow Told you I'd change even when I knew I never could

perfect with me! <3

she soothed him in her flames and he awoke on the other side.

in a haze, warm and content. like a fat cat who slept before a fireplace. she the fire. the source of his current comfort.

he thought of her like a poppy, in those moments. the want for more mingled with the need to merely stay here upon the earth. to enjoy the soft rocking waves in his mind.

and still he did not speak.

he did not look for a name or a reason or what she might have wanted in all these things.

he cradled himself and his own comfort in a selfish way.