Marcescence

April 20th 2023

I dreamt of a morning, waking up beside you, and of a moment; reaching for your hand, grasping your fingers and pulling you into my chest. I envisioned the warmth of your figure, soothing; like home. Though the day approached in rapid inevitability, I dreamt that we lay this way for quite some time, in welcomed ignorance, your marcescent touch lingering on my skin.

And I forgave you in my dreams.