The nights we would lay under the drunken sky could have lasted forever. Watching the fireflies dance to the symphony of rustling leaves. Side by side id stare into her eyes. A vast feeling of electric air in-between my lips and hers. The soft whisper of seraphic words reverberate in my mind. If time could stop it would be when I look into her eyes. The very fabric of space would be mended into a single pivot of motionless bliss and for that second id be flying. Like as if when we touch we were in that moment of self aware. Like the cosmic dust has collided in energy's to share.