Let there be rain. Let the sun shine bright. Let the vibrant rays pass this water, let glistening diamonds fall from the sky. An arrival fit for fittest, an arrival planned on earth, an arrival from the heavens, the glorious grounds above. A creature ever alight, spreading it's wings from east to west. A sight that gives our eyes unimaginable delight. Is it ecstasy? Or fantasy? you can not tell, for its meant to be a haze of swift delicacy. An angel has blessed the gardens of earth, for those who have faith. Yet another biblical saying for those who negate. But for he who has laid eyes upon this sight, still remains blinded from thy light, and so he tells his tale with a sword that indents the whiteIndeed I have and by description, purest illumination encased in blessed human embodiment. Delicate and sensitive, the soothing ambiance of peace. She haunts me back to the start of this peaceful misery. Just to find myself on the edge of ambivalence, staring into a universe of dreams. To feel cold, adrift and yet content, to feel drawn to you and lost all the while. I let myself fall in an abyss of cold lost and alone. And I fall, fall in the clutches of her inebriating presence as I'm brought back to the realm of reality with her passing by me. For the briefest of moments our eyes lock and time stops. She turns her head revealing her big intelligent eyes, one searing into mine and the other covered perfectly by a wavy lock of hair. The air stops and all sounds drown under the intensity of the moment. Her delicate soft hands clutching the straps of her bag, slowly moving away. I realize it's coming to an end as time finds it's natural pace. Her head turned away, once again denying my existence. As you walk away I count the steps that you take, steps that take you farther away from me. Steps that make seconds into years, years that I spend alone in your abstract presence.
