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You are as human as you are mystical — wild woman, messy hair, lightning eyes. 

I am tripping over my toes and my words and every single thought about your lips. Your fingers. The crush I will never tell my mother about.

You move like magic, like willow limbs, like moon beams. You move over and around and past every other. You move me.

In your world, I am there.
In my world, you are all.

My body melts at the thought of yours.

—  “Like sand in my hands” by h.f.j. (ttwentysix)