I have forever wondered the sensation that intoxicated Romeo when his lips met with Juliet's, this sensation, this notion of true love has eluded me and has been lost to me since my pilgrimage to find this most rarest of treasures. Because of this unjust circumstance, I choose to exchange a day in a life of intoxicating unbound love, for just a glimpse of what Romeo held so dear.
Her insurmountable beauty blows like a divine wind through me. Her eyes sing a gentile beautiful lullaby that surpasses even the siren's songs. A goddess's lullaby lures me to her soul, were I reside nuzzled comfortable and safe. Our souls intertwine. Every stroke strikes my heart with the most delicate of motions; with every motion, my heart skips a beat, and between each motion, my heart beats faster and faster. Adrenaline amplifying every touch, for which, my heart of "absent love" splinters; spewing rose petals from each joyous wound. I become drunk with her kiss, her lips soft to the touch, as if kissing rose petals; happiness filling my soul, blooming a rose bud within into boundless beauty. Her very presence transports me to a world of limitless peace and harmony, were roses and cherry blossoms bloom beyond the horizon. There petals dance in faultless synchronization; a potent breeze cabarets a stunning ballet in the twilight. A full moon becomes the guardian of our love; the stars become a consolation of our love. The clock chimes twelve, only a memory remains.
