Whispers of calm float through the cool air, as I bask in the rays of sunshine left branded across my eyes, images race through my mind all the meanwhile sorting them out before they fade away. A curiosity fulfilled to make my cup half full, memories tainted by blacken tipped roses. The sweeping gusts of passion that takes my breath away, I hear silent waves of soft pure music, that give me goosebumps as the hair on my arms stand upright. A shallow still embrace of romantic euphoria, I experience something like an ironic fantasmic high. The thoughts have baseless meaning as it evaporates into oxygen in the clouds. My head is in the clouds...my thoughts are cloudy...clear the air...start over again, restless...tired...release. I'm back....
My original thoughts *muah*
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