The swell within is like a tide as it swallows every molecule of oxygen that my thoughts are captivated to a whirl of dizziness. The purples that swish, the pinks that swirl, the auburn's that churn yet they flow so smoothly to become almost lost in the dusk. There is an ahhhhhh. There is a held moment of breath and the slight temptation to stare into the sun yet the drive to NOT knowing it's potency of lost sight.
The sunset. The Joy. The glimpse. The closed eyes. The steady heartbeat that can at times be heard and almost seen. I LOVE the moment that quickly diminishes and ironically last for a long time.