Yellow

chapter two:Burnt out yellow lanterns

Somehow the space between us dissipated into the dark.

 Even though the fire inside of the torch had flamed out, the heat between us hadn't in the slightest. Usually I tend to get caught up in emotion but that whole night was dreamlike, as if it were so good it couldn't have been real. There are some things in Life almost too beautiful to be described in words and memories that ripple through your body when you recall just a glimpse of what had happened. And for a split second if I close my eyes it's like I'm back in those moments with your fingers dancing on my skin having every cell in my body being set ablaze because of the way your eyes flashed into mine. Excitement rushed through my body faster than the blood running through my veins, past my heavy heart and my world fell faster than I had fallen for you; and I hoped with all of my consciousness that It was falling into place not falling apart. heavy breathing and smiles that wore sexual impurity like a loaded gun, a blink, hands that did not know the burden they would carry slid up and down each others warm bodies. Lips that later plead for forgiveness pressed against each other twisting together like snakes entangling. A breath, A sound that would replay through my head for weeks filled with so much lust it would make a prostitute guilty. But I don't regret any motion I made, any movement that might have raised hell because waking up in the morning with your arms wrapped around my waist was heaven.