After all the hustle the day wears on you. The taxi horns stop blaring in your eardrums reverberating till you think you have definitely gone deaf And then everything around you is still so then what happens now? Now that the silence is deafening and you wish that you had earbuds in to plug yourself back into the real world for a bit, that you are normal and sane and not what you actually are which some still say “oh that is nice” or “oh how sad” and some don’t make eye contact with you. Some call you crazy but won’t look you in the eye when they call you that. They mean it as rude like everyone is to you these days No more hello’s or how are you today Erin is blank stares and weird smirks, quick glances. I wish this never happened to me, they should be happy they are not me. I don’t even want to be me anymore.
She walked in the room and upon her body she wore the sun. The room paused for breath as one, we contemplated perfect beauty. I moved towards you, past the not so hidden glances of want from forgotten foes. Forgotten in a moment, the moment our hands touched. And locking fingers we coupled that action with desired affect as we stared at one another. The emotion is nameless as is the song we danced to past reality and reality’s eyes. They searched desperately after us in sorrow at being left out on some hidden secret. There are no secrets here though, as we peeled back our thoughts like our clothes lying forgotten on the floor. We made love beside a buried sun and a hidden moon above.