The Time Machine.

It's not done yet! Just what I have so far. haha

I was taken back to a cold October night, years ago. Where the fight or flight response was completely wiped from my recollection. With a machine of silver slander, and grey grace I motion that night in liquid sequence. In slow, full floating steps; ghosts of the present memory.

It wasn't psychedelic transformation, just a capsulized vessel representing that there is no past, present, or future in a realistic sense.

I'm living in the elegance of the environment, and breathing the way you looked, smelled, and tasted. I'm transcending touch, and delving deep inside your mind. I'm seeing your thoughts through a paralleled world, a universe guided by pure faith and fear. Dark matter. After all this time, removed from my impartial stature I was able to comprehend you now.

Physicality and reality mesh into one: I'm reliving a memory in this machine. Experiencing you again, exploring what I never could before. 

I walk into your chest, stand at the edge of your heart; looking over and seeing purple darkness, with abrupt hues of dark blue longing. Your hurt is visible, it's in your bones.

I pull myself out of feeling and place my feet in front of you. The temperature dropped as heartbeats raced. I made that kiss last like it had life. Evaluated and memorized the creases. Measured the pressure of perfection of your lips. Down to it's core. 

We were the vocal point, the epicenter, and the eye of some great storm. 

Reviews

[Misty_Prophet]

This is such a strong piece. Beautiful. You are expressing yourself pretty well. I like your style

[Nate E. Flake (Cösmic ..]

I like how you illustrate or interpret the scene and this totally allows the readers to clearly visualize what takes place in this piece. Some areas of this piece seem mystical in some sense, problably because of the way you appropriately place your word. This is well written.

[Michael.]

The vocabulary really got me.
And I really like how it seemed like you just spoke it all.

[HighBrowCulture]

a lucid waltz. a boneyard. sometimes i wonder if we're ever really there?

[Drew]

The way you have written this piece is visually very strong. It clearly draws on memories of the past and the sweet tastes of a more than memorable kiss! using the description of the human body as a form of landscape is deeply entrancing - it makes one fell as though you have stepped to the brink of a wide horizon. very descriptive.

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"I'm living in the elegance of the environment, and breathing the way you looked, smelled, and tasted. I'm transcending touch, and delving deep inside your mind. I'm seeing your thoughts through a paralleled world, a universe guided by pure faith and fear. Dark matter. After all this time, removed from my impartial stature I was able to comprehend you now."
~~wow...this is a perfect paragraph-and the last few sentenced are so poetic~

"Physicality and reality mesh into one: I'm reliving a memory in this machine. Experiencing you again, exploring what I never could before."
~~~u have a very bright creative future!!!~

:)

[Alexanne Dauntless]

This is beautiful. I love the emotion, detail, description, and flow of this. Great narration, and very well written. :)

[200STM]

Great I like the detail and you put feelings from out of the paper onto the readers mind. I don't know who you are but you are very talented indeed Candylove

[Steve]

Very, very nice.......

Sweet and so well written.

[Fabian Franco]

Wow just incredible diction.
And very great flow.
Very good work. :)