Through the trees the cold wind does breeze. It meets the river and gathers leaves of you, it brushes past me with every glance that you give me. That wind catches my breath as we lay there on the grass staring up at the night sky above us. The world is spinning around us and suddenly i transcend somewhere else with you lying there next to me, we are in another country and we are delirious. We are there in that moment.past.present and future all there for us to have. Heads in the sky and the clocks are ticking slowly in the backround, with a soft lull that calms my senses.