entrance

Well the holidays will end soon enough. The very essence of life satiate the air now, enriching the very scent of air with the richest fullness, embellishing the setting yellowing rays with the romanticism of fathomless time, and imbueing the constant breeze with charming grace. Through the windows and into the room it spread its liveliness, invigorating the very pulse and beats within the body which lies submerge in its beauty. The preciousness of life is in that it will end. The grace of time is that it never will. While the beginning of term break is met with refreshing change, and the midst of it is bore with repetative mundaneness, the end, now, these days are graced by a placid beauty that comes with charming fleetingness. Such is the beauty, that the very breath that was drew was taken in hungrily, greedily, even lustfully, in the trying to placate the insatiable appetite of its desiring to consume within oneself the fullness of this subtle evanescing beaut.


Upon finishing the above paragraph, the moment had however, came and gone by.