Quiet. Just the sound of the AC running in the massive building. Quiet. That's all I can hear. Quiet. And my heart beating so fast I'm amazed that it hasn't broken through my rib cage. But seeing how hard it is to breathe, I believe my heart has done some damage to my lungs. Or maybe it's just the weight of the majik. The weight of the moment.
Quiet. The quietest she's been all weekend. Quiet. And breathing. The sound of kissing. And the silence of my mind. It's always so loud, voicing it's opinion of everything. But now, it's silent. Surrendering to the emotion that's pouring into my soul. A transfer of life. In those kisses, she laced herself through me. In through my lips, through her hand that's taken mine.
We're moving in slow motion, whilst everything around us is moving a million times faster than it's norm. The time difference is disorienting. But we take no notice.
Climbing up. I cant control my motor functions, at all. It's a wonder how I'm even moving. We continue our exchange. Then I'm remembered. And she's embedded in my soul. Just like that, up two flights and she's gone. Both knew it was coming. The sting wasn't present, not yet, and it wasn't anticipated. Quiet. My laughter, laughing over the weight of my emotions. No moving, frozen where we had been. Laughing, because that's the only thing I can do.
Soon, longing will set in. But now, I'll drown in these feelings. Cherishing the moments that have passed.
Quiet. The quietest she's been all weekend. Quiet. And breathing. The sound of kissing. And the silence of my mind. It's always so loud, voicing it's opinion of everything. But now, it's silent. Surrendering to the emotion that's pouring into my soul. A transfer of life. In those kisses, she laced herself through me. In through my lips, through her hand that's taken mine.
We're moving in slow motion, whilst everything around us is moving a million times faster than it's norm. The time difference is disorienting. But we take no notice.
Climbing up. I cant control my motor functions, at all. It's a wonder how I'm even moving. We continue our exchange. Then I'm remembered. And she's embedded in my soul. Just like that, up two flights and she's gone. Both knew it was coming. The sting wasn't present, not yet, and it wasn't anticipated. Quiet. My laughter, laughing over the weight of my emotions. No moving, frozen where we had been. Laughing, because that's the only thing I can do.
Soon, longing will set in. But now, I'll drown in these feelings. Cherishing the moments that have passed.
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