Laughing without Reason

The wind and the rain made love that afternoon with their hands held up tightly and their kisses like sugar plums floating across the emptied mind. The bridges were suspended by the cloudy skies and the sunshine behind them, so hot, so far away, was nowhere close to the instep of their thoughts. With a sigh and a half-fall, they landed swiftly back upon the room of no return. History slapped humanity with the iron knives of mutilation until they remembered their mortality; they've been dying since their birth, they’d been laughing without reason. The spikes fell into their skin with the bone cracking pressure of revenge. Hideous and heartwarming, they wanted nothing more than to forget the rest of the world and become something less wonderful than the books. She was raving about yesterday and ravaging tomorrow, with lighted fantasies and darkened nightmares, there was little left over from the plundering of pirates. Cheers to giving it a whirl in the middle of the eye of the storm. Waiting for rain at the top of the mountain, let the skies caress the back of your neck and give blood to the needy and hearts to the heartless. Its over for the best of them, but for the rest of us, we’re just getting started.