Holding her close whilst her warm breath caressed my neck. I was transcending. Never noticed the winter, unlike the leaves on trees I never left. I was transcending. The way her body moves so freely to the beat. I was transcending. Witness true beauty whilst she sleeps, lost in her dreams. I was transcending. The sound of her voice, the feel of her touch is a fantasy, I was transcending, Even now I still stare at her like she's a painting in a gallery. The experience was transcendent.