wolven7 | Shreds, stone, and pieces... The Most Beautiful Place in the World

I was in wonderful places, yesterday. I was in places tht spoke more to me, than any place ever has. And it's because there are times when the place doesn't matter, but the company makes Any place a doorway, to a far better where and when. And the senses of what bad could be, are rended away in the face of what is true, and what is darkbright pure contagion. Love. That's been my wish, since last night. I can't formulate the words, anyother way. What I want, is encompassed, it seems, in the understanding of that four letter L word, and the Understanding that binds it.

Kisses. They send electric jolts through the soul and rend like glass in a gale, through my heart. Expanding, contracting, tearing, singing the sweetest, most amazing song i've ever heard, and i hear snatches of it, every time i remember it, singing sweetly, and promising more. The perfect drug, indeed...

Drinking deep, and enveloping each other in the experience, and enfolding everything in our wings...

"I'm amazed,
When push comes to shove,
What I'd Give to you:
Ev'rything.

I'm amazed
The hallways
I wouldn't mind crawling through;
and I'd do it, for days and for days..."
- POE, "Amazed"

And i wonder what the day holds... and what memories of the experience can ever compare to that kiss... that embrace... that hand-hold for dear life... And, for now, at least... It'll have to be enough.