A Soft Lean
A fresh breeze drifted along the open pavement, rustling gently past me. Deep inside, a quiet pulse fluttered awake. I paused, feeling the steady air current settle around my form. Then, following a quiet sense of balance, I slowly leaned my weight forward. My head nestled softly against the dark cotton shirt supporting me, feeling the faint, rhythmic warmth vibrating through the fabric. Everything felt calm, anchored, and safe as I rested into the embrace.