Your essence... a privilege

of which taste so sweet it can create history and feed nations in between. And to think of it is gracious in a clouded mind where visions flash again and again.

Heaven on earth some never experience. With each replay it ingrains in me rooting deeper, being watered swelling in bloom; it feeds me, your touch, presence hell even the simplest message.

Dont you get it? This aint a math problem, nor is it like solving world hunger. You are a wonder, deserving to be discovered - unveiled and so raw you are more than the stars, the moon and the dust they'd leave if brought to your feet. You should've known what chaos you'd bring when contacting me, a spell we've been under ever since intwining there is no better feeling here in this space we've made so soft and warm it beats any vacation home by the equador.

So get lost in me like I've gotten lost in you, where time stands still and we can be whoever we want to be because its our life to live and why waste such electricity between two beings; Now that you've met me get closer, I'm waiting.....

An invitation to return to my place,

Lana Kayne