Ascension burning out as the hallow being of our euphoria transcends.

Warmth blustery and bursting beyond this as the horses and chariots roll on and elude times bitter sweet passing.

Two souls collide to meet.
Providence transpires.

Feeling sparks.

Sunrise resin.

Starting like a pin ***** when our lips pressed.

Flows of emotion, lava, lights from with in and above.

I feel pain no longer.

All this you bring to me.
To feel again with in.