Love

'Im gonna live my life, like every day is the last...it all goes by so fast.' never truer words spoken perhaps. Love is love, no rules set down by anyone, any other human. Why do so many perhaps deny themselves the feeling that exists in their soul. That feeling when i see him, my hands and breath tremble, my heart feels like it stops , time stops, theres just him and me. Those eyes look over, his lips break into a smile, i smile back. I want the world to just stop there and then, and just let us be that forever, his embrace, a sweet kiss one on top of another. Time begins again and people stare, the looks, the giggles, the looks of disgust and contempt (or is that perhaps jealously as well? a longing) but it doesnt matter. Nothing matters but love.
It feels like moving through fluid, the moonlight casts ghost light on his skin, he touches me, his blue eyes almost glowing in the ethereal light from the heavens. nothing needed to be said, my lips on his, his hearbeat beneath my hand, touches of innocence, purity. A bond that will not be broken. I would run for centuries to find him, hold him, bring him back. Each beat of my heart in this life beats for him, every last breath i would give for him. To fight, to hold, to love.
In the dying light of the last candle, he runs a hand through my hair, i smile and look back up, smiling back at me. I reach up and touch his dark hair, his strong jawline, over his shoulder and down his arms, only to kiss once more before sleep and shared dreams. Within those dreams we are the same, standing strong and proud, in love eternal.