biolumines

the words ran from her tongue to her lips and spilled into her hands like truth, like beauty, like love...

a chemtrail wake of heat and steam...

she knows you long to hear the words that have made you ache for ages...

she has them all, and she knows how to use them...

we are but a fraction of the bigger picture...

and yet, this picture seems so washed out...

you want the reward, but aren't willing to pay the time or effort...

but she...

she is worth it nonetheless...

and you...

should never stop fighting...

to hear those words...

should never stop fighting...

for her....