Last night, was true madness. Nothing on the mind except you. Every sense forgotten and all of it culminating into tiny bubbles of happiness. Like the prism of white that broke into droplets of colors bouncing along with the echos of our laughter.
Last night, was sheer pleasure. Ecstasy would have been an understatement, the way you touched me. Driving me to crazy extremes wanting me to scream until I hear the clouds crack above me, breaking into a storm and covering the rising sun to reveal a rainbow that seems to cover the shame that eluded us.
Last night, was meant to happen. The games, the need, the hide and seek was happening for way too long without even us realising it. Perhaps, the unknown feelings were built up in such a way that they had to erupt into hot lava soaking us and leaving us to witness the massive volcano called love.
Last night, was intoxicating. Every word gave a high and every kiss blew my mind. Like wine you spread through my veins taking me for a stroll across the land where only we were meant to be. Which was for you. Which was for me. You and me. This word is enough to put any other drug in the world to shame. Us.
Last night, was Nirvana. When every movement guarantees pleasures, when every word thrills the core, when every memory brings a smile, when every touch triggers a chill, you know that this is all you want from life. Like a moth to a flame, I flap my butterfly wings and come to you, because I know this is the place I want to be. This is the place where I shall find you. This is the place where I shall find love. This is the place where I shall find myself. This is the place where I found salvation.
Last night, was pure love. Concoctions of feelings being poured, drowning us both deep into each other. The playful tone adding to the smiles, giving way to expressions that we have seen and heard before. But then, we felt it. Neither of us know who poisoned the other, but while we are at it, lets die together.