7.29.25 song of the day

2:47am. vanilla and bergamot Candle extinguished, lights dimmed, skin glassy, eyes burning. imprints of embrace linger on my skin like the smoke that still hangs. an incantation i’m clinging to; chasing growth, tracking it down, pinning it in place like a taxidermy dragonfly. want so deeply rooted that sometimes it makes me sick, want so ancient that it’s lye has expired. etched into the forefront of my conscious, bricks laying a reality. my future already belongs to me.