by ChynaBright
I wanted more words and detail and yet you have said it all. I wanted to luxuriate more in the wonder of such a union so full of mystery yet so complete. This was a very Bright story and an analogy for a wholesome lifetime, clean in its leanness and filled to bursting like the girl's fleeting impalement. She was filled and she did indeed burst. Perhaps a lifetime should be just that? To be filled and to burst into an eternal nowness of perpetual evolving. I am feeling that a galaxy might have a dark axle around which to swirl. Thank you.