Bliss

Sharp flex of icy crystals dance in her eyes. Crumbling under his touch as he grazes his lips on hers. With a flush on his face a smile creeps over him. Curiosity. Like two magnets drawn apart tension fills the air. Passion. Deep thoughts like wildflowers in mid bloom; careless tendrils of excitement wraps around them. Time is theirs, time is gone. Existence? From the true beauty of her ever-expanding wandering mind she dances around him. His eyes cascading over her silhouette with her every move. Timeless. Two minds on the hunt as they search for nothingness. Nothingness but the pure pleasure calming each other's presence. Attraction. More than; more than the thoughts that ever so escape them. More than the electricity that skips over the skin when they touch. Essence. To fear, but to not know of what it means. For the unjust greater curiosity trumps all. Dasein.