“Stripped of words, untamed, the universe pours in on me from every direction. I become what I see. I am earth, I am air. I am all. My eyes are suns. My hair streams among the galaxies.”—Steven Millhauser, Dangerous Laughter: Thirteen Stories
I run my fingers through your tangles of hair; you whisper stories into my hands.
“There once were two souls, in two ribcages, in two hearts, in two bodies. They were not always together, but they were always inseparable.
She would dream up adventures that they took in their sleep, and in their wake. He would saunter through banks of powdery snow, she drifted in pools of crystal-clear water, and they always met on top of sand dunes. She ambled through the deepest gardens, He traipsed around violent city streets, and they always met in the parking lot.
He is lost in the turmoil of her, she says, in the liquid darkness, ‘You surround me in radiance’, and he knows, he knows, that he will never stop loving.”
“Do you love me?” She whispered into the crook of his neck, as they laid underneath purple sheets, making their nighttime darkness even darker. They reveled in their solitude.
“I do,” he said. “I do love you.” He felt her lips shift into a smile. “I love you, too.” She said carefully, walking her fingers along his collarbone. He looked at her and smiled in return. “You are my favorite monster.” He was her favorite kind of poetry. The chestnut brown, constant mess which was his hair — left in turmoil from running his hands through it whenever concentrating. His unnaturally dark eyes, and the languid movement of his mouth when he spoke.
“Do you remember what I told you when we first met?” He asked this quietly, as though sharing a secret, though they were quite alone. “I do,” she answered, grinning once more into his skin. “Say it again.” “Of all the adventures in all the world; of all the demons to conquer and the monsters to make and the stories to tell — There is nothing quite so magical,” he paused, traced the angle of her jaw, and kissed her. “As the adventure of you.”
Alright, I tried to piece all of the additions together — but as I was doing so, more additions were contributed! So, my sincerest apologies if I missed yours. It certainly wasn’t that I didn’t want to add it, it’s just that I didn’t see it!