It's been a while now since we sat under the stars staring at the moon. Those eloquent creatures we make from the silhouette images in the clouds seem like a distant memory.
It was yesterday I saw photos of you head back taking the biggest breath of relief as my arms were draped around you. A breath on those have lived times of despair know all to well.
Taking a sip of drinks sweet tasting as we seem determined to pick every cocktail jug they have on the list with not a care in the world. At the time I remember thinking that irrespective of driving across the country our journey had just begun.
I'll never forget that day how beautiful you looked, the stares you got or even tightening your heels straps so you didn't wobble around in them. Most of all I remember how tall and proud you looked owning the space like I never had seen you before.
I was amazed when we spoke and I explained to you that anxiety and excitement can make you feel the same emotions. It was as if instantaneous your nervousness was turned around and you were full steam ahead in our next adventure.
I'll never explain how lucky I was to be there for that moment as your smile gave me enough to follow your lead. Even looking over and seeing you looking back at me with a smile spoke a thousand words.
It was such an exclamation to a momentary bond that made many difficult things in life fade into the distance. For both of us irrespective of their return we celebrated with a grateful tenure to the world.
I have heard so many in these instances say that they wish they could turn back time or live in the moment. For me the memory of that time is endless in its recollection of happiness.
How little did I know the steely bravado you had as you weaved chips around the roulette table with definable incollence as if you were cast a spell relinquishing the spinner of the known skill.
How in such a short time we had many believing our strong connection had been one of years in the making with the world in this new territory right at our feet.
Oh I miss the conversation, indulgent stupidity for our entertainment seemed to make others invisible. Our defiance was explained simply when running along the couches and through hallways laden with security. All too unwilling to diminish the energy we exerted.
Astounded by the sheer danger of you falling down those metal stairs as they moved. The problem never reared its ugly head as our hands collided holding tight so we reached the level above.
Have to believe that magnetic power we projected as common strangers becoming uninvited guests as we sat for a momentary rest. They want to know the make up of the two of us, like hoping to take even the smallest piece of our energy with them when they say their final goodbyes.
The greatest part to this memory of grandeurous thoughts was make complete not buy the astonishing passion we gave each other in making love so enigmatic I would love to paint it and adorn then walls. Anyone observing these images sees vibrant splashes of multiple colours in crazy whirlwind motion applied to canvas.
Irrespective of all this the greatest completion of days we dream to have more often than not was my tight embrace around you as you sleep still appearing although dreaming miles away. A smile still adorns your face.