We Didn't Touch Near the Water

New York City NY

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I'm intrigued by your measured, controlled quiet. I am the opposite. We knew of each other decades ago and now we know how each other's skin feels against our fingers and mouths. I want to collaborate artistically with you. I want us to set up a private blog and write letters to each other about secrets and our interior worlds. I want to know what is under all that measured quiet control. We have both been hurt by people who loved us and perhaps by people who did not. You took a class to learn how to scream. I like your gentleness, and your self-reflection. I'd like to know where your fire goes. Is it trapped inside? Does it come out in your writing or art or music? You once read these things here. I wonder if you still do. I haven't been this fascinated by someone in a long time. Female for male.