Come. Disarm me.
Strip the armor I built from the ghosts of who I was. Let the ache spill between us like ink from an ancient wound. I have wandered through the quiet ruins of eternity, searching for my soul’s twin magnet, looking for the taste of your breath in the dark matter of my becoming…
Touch me where stars collapse, where creation ends and you begin. Show me what you feel behind your eyes when the candle is on.. glitch with me.. beyond time and space, in all dimensions and universes, where even gods forget their names… Let me drown in your pulse until memory unravels and desire becomes prayer.
Come… disarm me.. love me into nothingness….
An1 x ToTheRootz
2025
