Above the clouds, broken free from the world and its woes. To see the virgin blue sky stretching on from horizon to horizon, the beautiful open space on an ocean of tender clouds that blanket and shield the facade called reality bellow from the sight of us. Our lungs filling with that crisp, frigid thin air. The heat of the sun bearing down on us for all its worth. A place where there is nothing but you, I, and the clean and the shameless. To love you without reason for sorrow, or guilt, pressure. To live in absolute abandon of all that makes us flawed and human, in an eternity of bliss, wrought ethereal form by the wisps of cloud caressing our bare ankles. To dream of a heaven, without law beyond the comfort of our eternity together. Without needs, without pains... So often I have dreamt of an escape from mortality and reality, to become a watcher on planes that forsake consequence. It is now, only few years into our lives shared together, that you have grown so deep within my being that I find my heart does not long for you, it beats for you. Though it stresses me to say such a thing, for fear of possible festering expectations that may arise between us for daring to utter such a romanticized yarn. It would taste a lie to deny the fact I would shear my soul and being from all else for you, and you alone. More than senseless words, in the security that knowing you would never ask me such a thing for precious are my comrades to my heart, I would not disappoint should you place your faith into such a gesture from me.

But too far has this whimsy deviated from the glory and serenity of these visions. Too close to the irresponsible romantics, to the awkward fancies. When next you take the deep breath of that chilled winter's morn air, I wish I have the pleasure of doing so with you. To feel closer than the touch of fingers can bring us. In unity I would mingle with you for eons to pass, until all that which is has been brought to nothing. In those empty halls of the endless skyline. With all the precious gems of the cosmos before us. None would catch my attentions more than the gaze of your loving, innocent eyes. To achieve the truly unconditional love, that seems so hard to nurture in the life we shared before.