I’ve just gone beyond all imaginable boundaries – in the rain might I add- with the love of my life and nothing will ever be the same again. My heart is pulsing like an impetuous volcano. But nothing hurts. Apart from a stitch in my side which is a small price to pay, though, for being drunk on such joy. Tonight, I’m going to climb to that moon and make myself comfortable in its crescent, as if I were slung in a hammock. And when I dream it won’t be because I’m asleep…


~ by Disturbed Stranger on March 8, 2011.