Eternal Love

I will now describe feelings to you, which cannot otherwise be said.
You are, the unparalleled, superfluous essence of the breath within me.
Each part of your being, whether it be mental or physical is a monumental ensnarement from which there is no release.
But I do not wish release, I wish to stay, forever trapped within your infinitely bound affection.
I love the way you touch me, the way the tingle runs down my spine, the way your bright green eyes open a doorway into heaven.
Your gentle words are like a spark of light that illuminates my soul, and as each droplet of water goes deeper, it is you, that makes me whole.
Never have I fallen, but I am quickly on my way. You hold a heart in your hands, that has never been given away.
When I'm with you, eternity is a step away, my love continues to grow, with each passing day.
What is love, but a force, to bring the mighty low,
With the strength to shame the mountains and halt time’s ceaseless flow?
I’ll tell you what love is.
Love is but a beacon to guide the heart,
into another persons soul.
I thought love was just a mirage of the mind,
an illusion, a fake, impossible to find.
But the day I met you, I began to see,
that love is real, and exists in me.
For you are the one who makes me whole
You've captured my heart
and touched my soul.
Right now, I make a vow,
to no one but you.
I pledge that my love is forever to be true.

- Dylan Refeld

I sit outside, fresh breeze blowing through my flannel shirt, as I look up to the sun beating down upon me.
I breathe in deeply, and with a sudden motion, I lay down onto the soft grass, stretching my arms back as far as they go.
I exhale.
I am filled with this unimaginable esoteric life force.
I cannot think of a better way to spend the last day of summer, than to lay down, close my eyes, and breathe the last fresh breaths of air before I am locked away in the prison of school.
I hear a buzzzzz next to my ear, and open my eyes. Briefly blinded by the sun, I move my hand infront of my eyes to shield me from the rays.
I look to my left, and then to my right, still hearing nothing but a slight buzz.
I see a small blur of black and yellow fly right in front of my eyes. A bumble bee.
I watch as the bee flies down to the lavender bushes next to me and lands on a corolla, taking a sip from it's sweet nectar.
I feel connected. Just for a second, but a second is all it takes.
I lie back down again, and let my imagination take me away once again.
I am drifting through the clouds, floating on air.
I am here.
Nirvana.

The boy stumbled blindly through out the mess he had just created. With each swooping motion of his arm, a new galaxy sprung up where his fingers were an instant ago. Recognizing his talent, he sprang forward to begin the procreation. “I am the creator!” he bellows as his words reflect from the nothingness.