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.
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
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.
