Servant

Fingers anxiously dance on a glistening black keyboard, a shiver slowly travles, wandering up the spine,making itself well known. Two bodies speak as entity to entity, breathing becomes deep rivets of emotion and time becomes an essence too often forgotten. this fact lets me know that my spirit is at play. Stuck in one moment for what seems like eternity but is known to never last. A small shimmer of hope beckons in a heart, a heart that is trapped, like a moth in a lampshade, no matter how much it burns, the moth stays forever faithful to its light. In this moment a simple wish is made, a wish to be forever in infinities love, a wish that this moment could last until the end of eternity. A wish that is only the company of its master.