The warm dusk fades into dark, a single seamless brushstroke. The air is chilly and crisp now, just a hint of soft caramel wafting through.
In my mind, you are standing in the centre of the chaos, though perhaps that is only a reconstruction.
The night seems to fade out from you, as though you’ve leeched the colours of this world and captured it within your soul.
The night mist billows around, making you seem as though you stand among the clouds.
The light you cast flutters like a moth, extending its warm silken glow to the chosen few upon which it falls.
When my eyes catch on you, this muddled life settles into place, like a lens coming into focus, pieces of a puzzle that finally click.
You are the apex of my sphere, the cornerstone of my being. Underneath your gaze, I am grounded, yet flying; shackled, yet free.
You are the echo of a tune that I have never heard, and it both bewilders and enchants me. You are the fleeting recollection of my dreams: fading, fading, as I scramble to imprint it into memory.
You are the only thing I crave, the sole want of my life.
Let me take your breath away with the heat of my passion. I want to taste that infinite second between life and death before I breathe air back into you.
Let me plant a smatter of kisses within the most intimate chambers of your soul. I’ll watch them bruise and bloom with the flush of desire.
Let me stop your heartbeat with a flick of my hand and hold- waiting a moment too long- before blood whooshes back into your aching veins.
Let me squeeze my fingers around your throat, and gaze into your eyes as their lustre fades. The light that you once clasped would leak out from you, and gush into me.
I’ll watch your world slowly crumble, tremors advancing inwards, until there is nothing left. But you.
I am the only light in your eyes, the only voice that will soothe your cries.
My blood mingling with yours, we are one flesh, one world. Mi casa es tu casa. And what is yours is mine also.
You are stripped away, of everything that once shielded you.