She is still so vivid in his mind. He closes his eyes, all he can see is her red hair, burning so brightly. But it's cool to the touch. So fluid, it slips through his fingers like molten lava.
Her honeyed laughter hums through the room, flooding the theatre with her sounds. Swashing over the classical thunder that resonated. He let himself sink. Every drop of her filling his lungs. She is the ocean and he was swimming into the abyss.
Pools of endless green glowed at him. Coaxing him to never leave. The light and warmth burned effervescently. Instead of shielding himself or turning away, he dived into them. It spun and rolled and blinked, whirling him into a sultry tender plane.
She was a sky of the night. Filled with mystery and allure. Her body a cage of wild regal desires. An untamable beast which striked awe into its audience.
She was it all. She was the goddess who crumbled mountains and split seas with a swift touch. She was the magma with all its fiery passion. A moving confident couldb't have more a presence of more confidence than she. Her eyes held with infinite sky. The oceans and seas dripped from her lips. Her pheremones carried the wind.
One thing she was not, that was gravity. That came naturally.
To be infatuated with a soul like her, he was a fool, like all the others. To love woman like her, he was a slave. To have touched a goddess like her, he was a King. Reality still went on around him, but his mind revolved around nothing but her.
She was the world to him. And sidestepping reality for her, he was insane.
But thinking of her, he was happy.
No pairing. Or is there? Comment to who you'd like the pairing to be. :)
