| Her eyes more beautful than any fantasy could
dare to dream for, inside them a living light of elequesnce, shining for only those eyes wished to see. Her dress, the envy of his every sence- wrapped about her like a dark sunshine. Each smile carries with it a biut of heaven, the most holy of messeges it sends forth. And for an instant he undersands it's meaning. All thoughts and notions of life reform to accept what will never be. In that same instant his heart sinks to the bowels of hell, where it is ripped asunder- lasting an eternity for only a moment. A little piece of him dies with every extreaneous breath that her warmth burns him-Sears him with the pain of lonliness, of doubt and acceptance. They rip at every rabric of his being- a backlash or tortuous agony, AND he wishes for it never to end. But it does. His sences retake him. Thought battles it's way back, conquers him-and with it destroys the excruciating pleasure, hurdling him into disaray. He would give anything for a chance at that moment, just to be near her seraphic beauty- her wave of pain. His most powerful emotions exploited, his entire life spent in a moment, he folds beneath his own weight and can do nothing to stop it. Hitting the ground lifeless, his heart stops and his blood runs cold. With his last breath he releases his weary soul into the sweet perfumed air. As he ascends to the heavens he weeps, for no thing there will make him so happy as a flash of her smile. |