Lost in your arms...and your eyes. When I awoke, you never existed.

And were they all figments? The reaching hand, the beating heart. Drops of sweat as we melt into the earth. Intuitive motions.

Soil permeates our bodies as we sink below the surface.

Faces change, features obscured...in my perception only? You are him and he is me and I am nothing.

We are nothing.