Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes. Being vexed, a see nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.
-- William Shakespear
(author unknown)
There were no words to be spoken. With time standing still as you were lying on my lap, there were just you and me, my love, surrounded with obscure feelings that connected us once, and led us to surrender ourselves secretly to the night.
The city was wearing her most fascinating dress that night. The dark dream-dress worn so elegantly that every flickering sparkle on the dress revealed our secret dreams.
In this intoxicating view of the city, we, two strangers, from different backgrounds, yet similar feelings met under the same sky, which fell upon us as the night went by.
Our roles were set on this night's stage waiting for the right time for the right move. After all, time did not exist for us that night: every move was right, and every minute referred to a great timing, denying its existence. We were just to have this moment, together to exist in ight's everlasting memories.
Millions of thoughts crossed my mind, wandering endlessly back and forth in the imaginary reality of this particular moment. It was the urge to confront reality that drew me closer to his lips, without knowing the consequences of reality would convert to fantasy instantly.
Touching lips and thrashing tongues are the sum of how that exquisite moment occurred. I felt connected to him in an unknown way, in a way that the more passionately I kept kissing him, the less sure I became of what I was kissing. That particular night, he and I let the cheese moon and dreaming city in on our secret; the rest was meaningless.
Since then I've been lost in this universe, with a restless conscious, tracing my path by pursuing the star dust, left over from a summer night's dream, with everlasting hope to reach "there;" blinded with sublime darkness, with no time to sustain, will my floating conscious ever find him again?
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