Running on the beach my hand clasped in yours, being pulled by the force of your nature. Floating on the wings of your laughter, so pure and untrained.

The wind playing in my hair, looking up at the universe before us. Peacefully in my place, safely tucked inside you.

Breathless as we reach the waters edge, feeling your hands wrap around me. The weight of those soft eyes meeting mine, feelings awash in my deepest recesses. My heart stops the moment your lips find mine.

Electrically shocking, fire singeing a path down my nerve endings. Energy surging, anticipating the inevitable clasp. The clicking in place, world spinning off kilter.

Forest green, the colors of nature meet in your eyes. Skin copper and unmarred by the struggles of time. A king befitting a throne, nobility incarnate.

Wrapped in your arms the world falls away, The quiet dominance always on display, your natural way. Time is closing in on destiny, locked away long enough. Stretching into you, falling into eternity.

© Elysianlivy