I pulled Alex inside, rechaining and locking every lock, then placing the 2 metal poles back into place propping the door shut… I slowly backed away in panic, my breathing quickened but slowly relaxed, I looked to the right of the door grabbing the match box and began to light candles. They each looked calm and danced without meaning, a light crackle and a small pop the candle was lit…. Down to the very last one. I turned around to the man trembling like a baby of which I now call “Mine” and smiled. All though he had every right to be afraid I couldn’t help but admire his cuteness, and within that thought I found myself hiding in the corner blushing like crazy. I wasn’t even scared of hiding. I just wanted the feeling of floating within a starry night, my heart free from the dwelling of each and every darkness that now swarms this planet, killing it from the inside out. Caught up in my thoughts, I soon found myself being held by Alex, his grace gentle but tight, the warmth from his breath both sending shivers down my spine and making my body relax. I fought a little to turn around and hug his back, burying my face into his chest, the feeling of happiness cancelling any anger or sadness built up from past years trama. He made me feel calm. I haven't felt this feeling in so long that I soon found out crying was also… joyful… I don't have to feel anger… or sad….or nothing in order to cry but I could also feel happy.. Moments later I pushed myself away from him lightly, reaching my hands up to his face, holding him, feeling the heat rize from his face from excitement and embarrassment. He leaned till his forehead rested on mine, feeling his warm breath made butterflies suddenly appear in my stomach. I looked into his beautiful honey color with green specks throughout them. I reached my chin up a little till our lips pressed together, the smooth and lightly wet feeling of his made me want more. We kissed for what seemed life forever, but as time went on, the warm gliding of hands down my back and to my legs made me giggle, and in seconds I was in the air, my legs around his waist I couldn’t help but say, “ Ooh so this is what it's like to be tall hmm “ We giggled together as he laid me lightly on the bed, I couldn't help but smile as our weapons .. our clothes.. and even our embarrassment fell to the floor. That night was what I called passion..
© WinterAngel