His hands sank through the air, almost motionless.
Time lacked its delicate, balanced consistency.
The intensity built amongst passions hue.
Every moment permeates the stars.
Natures’ perspiration silks the air.
The slightest movements bring life’s meaning.
Hang on to every heavy inhalation
Seconds turn to dust as time disintegrates.
For one fleeting breath you are everything and nothing.
For one momentary embrace you are someone and everyone.
The lust of God captured in a pupils’ dilation.
Love coils the climax across the skin.
With closed eyes and pouting lips.
Her soul is engulfed and set free.