they collapsed together in a giggly and nervous manner as she laid on top of him.
inhaling delusions of warmth and passion through her intoxication.
his fingers, sent pleasurable bolts of electricity over her body: his touch enclosed her in, made her so vulnerable. all her defenses melted.
she was looking below at him and only him,
even though he was level with the ground.
tonight the sky was filled with smoke.
the smoke that comes after the colorful explosions in the sky
she tried to turn his vision black, to still his movement
hoping she would meet him down the dream she fantasized.
the bass was so loud it replaced the heartbeat in her chest.
she wanted make him listen to her one last time--
but she was too late.
he had already been deafened by the city noise
and blinded by the bright shining stars scattered about the sky above from months of previous evenings
he had his own dreams, dreams down a different path where they would not meet.
he was looking above her, through the smoke.
he had traded his last few heartbeats for a plane ticket,
way above and beyond her and her concerned eyes,
into the galaxy of beauty of possibilities.
-shelly scene
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