my body held in his arms, my soul intertwined with his, complete and utter tranquility.
surrounded by trees, a forest of love, absolute freedom of everything. released from the cages of time..
all that is left is a past self, a body, a transgression of myself.
absolute freedom of the self, of the soul, of anything physical.
a sunday morning.
no longer confined.
far away from the fake, the ingenuine, the souless
following my heart into eternity, finding newer forms of my self.
creating comfort, solitude, peace, knowing the everything...