into the end of the receiver, the sweet sting against my lips, a decadent kiss so pure, I could hardly breathe. She replied something but I was already gone. The gentle amber poured like silk down the crystalline curves of my glass bathing the small cubes in a waterfall of ambrosia.
How far had I strayed from the path this time? I felt myself, drifting further from shore, lost in the waves of exultant bliss washing over me. I closed my eyes a moment, letting the ever flowing sea of amber carry me as far as it could. Floating mindlessly along the current, swaying to the rhythm of the universe.
A sudden shock of warmth woke me from my dream, the soft stifled screams of something distant pierced into my world. White and hot against my skin, I felt fingers grasp against my chest, a beautiful sea twinkling on in the twilight hours, trickling down a small oval face. I smiled weakly, listening to those dark green eyes, washed in tears, pleading for me to return to shore.