her smile fractures the sunset and sets fire to everything around her. lying there in effortless sanctity, the world is static, i smell ozone as the very presence of her shocks the air violently with an audible vibration. so utterly soft looking, sculpted from marble yet appearing to be weightless. her hair is billowing smoke that swirls with vicious intention, loose curls arcing in perfect sequence from her scalp to the edge of the bed. her eyes shift to briefly gaze outwards, at that moment i feel the entire universe turn over and gravity waves rush in warping the light in the room and causing her profile to refract, dance and shake with an energy she isn't even aware of... deep in them lies a singularity, the horizon of her iris traps the world forever in a band of photons, beyond that, her pupils consume me entirely, my perception, my understanding of what love should feel like, what i thought god looked like, everything that i am made of gets annihilated by it.
i remember her fond