Higher love

Known strangers with common interests. I, across her, walking in the same street. Aligned not only in movement but in thought. Both in the mood to approach reality with a grin. Being shy beings, we would succumb to silence. Until. . . She handed me the lighter, my heart, "scorching my insides sending messages to my brain", went on fire. Ablaze in a daze, seconds turned to minutes and minutes into days. We would meet, each and every moment we would speak and listen. Laughter and joy pulling us together. Through the weather, we would be under my umbrella, dodging puddles, we would be cuddling. Exchanging glances, I see the red eyes through her spectacles. The euphoria sparking images, ideas and legions of odd moments. Hysterical scenes indeed. Clutched between my fingers, she's holding on. Hand in hand like two seems, we joined through a joint. High and mighty I feel with my princess.