Intimacy: Call Script, Archival Note: SA–LV–2026–019

It’s me…

I shouldn’t be calling you but you’ve been haunting me all night. Every time I close my eyes, I’m back there, against the balcony rail, your hands on my hips, your breath on my neck.

Do you know what that does to me? Do you know what it’s like to try and smile at strangers in that glittering room while every nerve in my body is still burning from you?

I don’t care if it’s reckless… I want you to meet me again. Same place. Same hour. Let the world sleep, let them think whatever they want.

And when you come… don’t speak. Just find me. You’ll know where I’ll be.  Yours, in ways I haven’t said out loud x

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