Words from my beautiful letter addressed to you arose one day just like that ~ in a whisp of a puffy moment ~ infatuated by your poetic genius ~ by your story telling godly abilities.
White spaces in between love words have become electrified and unsufficiently stiff. Unwilling to remain silent, they had made one suppersonic request to God. What they had asked, remains a mystery. Only the heavenly abode winks from time to time and chuckles a little bit.
Then, all of a sudden, a glittery glue of space time continuum is instantaneously sprinkled through it, softly landing upon majestic dreamy wings. When they flutter by the mortal beings, unutterly content sighs of relief can be heard.
Gods messengers smile with an impact of a thousand horrendous thunders. Their thoughts pierce dark clouds, dissolve them and occasionally send them away to the nearest sea shore. Where they playfully regain transformative regalia. There they continually kiss in unutterly wonderful bewilderment from dusk till dawn in one precious loving communion.