Physical memories like bodies moving.
Hand gripping.
Time slowing.
Breaths shaking rapid and shallow.
Legs long and minds hallow.
Wine sipping and wax dripping.
Like dreams through a picture.
A body that captures.
A mind that moves swift and soft like the wind.
Every piece slipping, drifting slowly to the ground.
Tastefully, thoughtfully, hungrily grasping at that which surrounds.
Enveloping all.
Tasting sweetness on the tip of your tounge.
Feeling everything like silk.
Tears that taste of salt.
Just like the first.
Just like the last.
The wonder.
The Endless spinning.
Drifting away.
Dancing together in an enveloping darkness.
All consuming desire.