The Askance Chapter 5 Part 3c

And we shall not love, or have affection be grown from within Simply solace to embrace into, in my world and in your dreams” {And my heart goes to her… my every self is in willingness Closing my eyes for a second, I can no longer see the darkness From time whence the last to even remember myself as whole I realised had since, tranquility was lost to me a long time ago Every one image in my head came and simply vanishes along Almost as though with everything happening hasn’t once belong And I relish this moment of heavy lightness in broken reasons Not until, the lingering curse to remember the last were to snap my eyes open Sylvius’s words now stains like blood upon silk in my mind The magical moments we owed to ourselves is never to be time I turn away from her, with my silence buried in deep remorse My every reason for love, I must never allow for the cause And I hear her breathing, respiring closer yet closer from behind With her hands embracing me, love is only more pain to remind I have to break apart, yet wanted so much this moment as well For I know, cheating time will time be unforgivable to dwell With newfound strength, I return to face her inattentively Forming confusing words, I will myself to speak voice-fully And just as I parted my lips , she encloses mine into her own Kissing me so deeply with a passion so intense, were unknown Lost for a second time, I surrender myself to this given while Returning her kiss without so much as a thought somehow With every sense becoming more to be enigmatic in every way I surrender myself to my darkest desire I’m once to keep at bay And I melted into her subtle kiss… her vulnerability so close To be entwined with her, of moments upon fire to still be froze Her hands were thus removing my armour, baring open my chest Of mine as well, feeling her lean body before finally resting upon her breast So filled of intensity were us exhausted from everything else Did we even remember if there ever is love just as well? And this one conviction is simply the notion to jolt me awake A one reality in our path, which never must happen before too late And I broke us apart, fearing more for her then I do myself Had there been a way to trade lives, my soul I would sell? And I emerged from the waterfall, not once returning around Of waters upon skin… were in fact of tears to be found}