Love bites, and rewards (Art and writing form the BB sessions, Part V)

And if there were nothing more amazing than forever, I would forget yesterday. In it was the feeling of heavy breathing and distilled ferment that shuttered the tactility of love like a florescence in my vein, carried by gravity to my extremity, all things of mine, all things flesh; floated. I will be no more to you than what you needed me to be, my burden is not forgetting, my burden is for me, it is mine as is my principal. I amass near a flicker of my faith and reverie, what is right will always find me.