We’ll find our peace, somewhere across these sheets.
In the far distance a soft purr resounded through the heavens. Upon the pane came but soft caresses soaked in water churned from the land, while the faint creek of a wooden door sobered. His hands, crafted finely; worn bones of the young paused tentatively, before ensuring the lock was in place.
While in the near distance a tension stirred within the heavens. Upon the floor pooled impassioned droplets of sky and Earth through the pane left partial revealed to its graces. His hand, with long tapered fingers, hesitated to brush upon the curtains that began to rise and fall with the tide of winds; sweeping ever so softly into the room.
Darkness blanketed the room; and whispers curled upon the breath of the company, ‘This is how the storm begins.’
Outside the growl of thunder rolled through trembling skies. Timid taps stroked upon the dampening pane, which began to cloud in obscurity between contrasting sides. Her hands, crafted delicately; silken flesh of the young hesitated before affirming their place entwined with his.
While behind the pane came a deafening silence through anxious skies. Gentle kisses lay upon the moist pane, which began to quiver under pressure of Earth and Heaven. Her hands, small softly curving digits, paused fondly to brush upon flesh that began to tense with the tides of passion; sweeping ever so loving into her embrace.
Darkness blanketed the room; and whispers twisted upon the breath of the company, ‘This is how the storm strikes.’
Far too close the inflective stroke of lightening conjured brilliance though their heaven. Upon the pane came drawn gasps, tuned to the crash of sky and Earth, while the dim concussion of the storm resounded through the heaven. Their hands, crafted together; entwined of youth, tensed and grasped; before locking in place together across sheets.
We’ll find our peace… somewhere across these sheets, you and I- upon breaths and whispers that conjure sound more resonant than clamorous silence and turbulent storms. In a language of hands inaudible and undeliverable to other companies.
Darkness blanketed the room; and sighs lingered upon the breath of the company, ‘This is how the storm ends…”