After saying a few barely memorable words, the day slipped out for awhile leaving us in the playground to engage under the dark night sky. A stillness experienced only now. Except that we don’t still ourselves long enough to pay much attention. Sharp knives of desire carve echoes into souls that echo into timeless galaxies. Wrapping back in on themselves, caressing our stars and making us shine brighter, lust longer, adore for an eternity. Spiraling arms extend and embrace; whisper stardust fantasies of forever one. Forever held in this perfection. Forever in your embrace.