Ocean June 21, 2014 11:11:03 AM – 11:12:56 AM

In the evening, the light seemed to move closer to my skin and there is a happiness flickering in front of my eyes. In every day, your hands gently ran through my hair. There was a whirling in the air and colours shimmered off the walls. Every night the mind of the sun strikes a chasm through the mountains. The intimacy in writing.

I wake up and see you, your eyes. Incomprehensible sentences to dress in.