Centre of Bliss

It didn't take long until she inhaled his soul and he inhaled hers, pulling her out of that hole. For she never knew the depth of her inner abyss, or that she could be saved by one ten hour kiss. Yet with there lips pushed together time did not exist. Just to breathe in each other, was a time not to be missed. It couldn't be wasted. It had to be savoured. For no other lover could be sweeter flavoured. From that first kiss their addiction was clear and not having that fix, was their greatest fear. Everyday spent apart only heightens their longing and when she is there, he will succumb to the galling. Every frantic embrace always feels like there last. Lips that could never be parted for fear of smashing like glass. For their every spare moment by the other is haunted. To cease the ache now eternal they must obtain what is most wanted. It will never be over no matter what comes between. for they live inside each other, He's King and she's Queen. There was never joy before they shared a kiss. It's her only joy, in the centre of bliss.