Sometimes, when kissing, the world wicks away in giggling fragments. And the Universe drops in your mouth like tangy, violent candy.

Fingers skitter through my flesh, my mind, separating want from need, dancing on the edges of longing, gathering me into small soft mounds.

Unknown beings drip through my brain like confetti confusing a rainbow...pooling to my brainstem in a quiet gray mass.

I pluck the colors out.

And the moon wanes... banishing fear, stale habits, tired grievances. I shed this old, unwanted skin. Stretch my new self in the cold sunshine, under a warm blue sky; a shadowed forest glows with laughter.

Unfetter. Release. *whispers the words you most need to hear*

And the tide swells past, diffusing me in salty tendrils, pulling me down, into pure… glittering… silence.