Sugar

[robinbloke]

Eons of weight, pressing down.
Silken touches, a ceiling climbing up beyond taste.
Shiver.
Take your hand and open it.
See with fingers. Touch. Feel.
Flowing back, whipping out a line of shimmering material.
Waves thinner than hair.
A rock wedged at the bottom.
Calls like a lighthouse through the dark.
Sinks and grounds you as the world speaks once more.
A final smack that burns like sweet curry on the lips.
Fading... fading.
Gone.

Open your eyes.

Comments

[mansunite.livejournal.com]

An ode to sugar?
Hell, you certainly are hooked on the stuff!