A Lovers Moment

The sun is cut in half by the horizon and its blood flows out into the surrounding blue. Darkness ever so cautiously creeps forward as the sun drowns waiting to be resurrected by the morning. And in the distance, the sky weeps as two seagulls pay homage to the passing day.
            There is thunder in the waves as they curl up and hammer the shore. White foam crawls up the sand with a hiss and then back to join mother. For one brief moment… silence. Then, another clap of thunder as silence chases the sun.
            Mist is carried through the air as a gentle breeze sweeps across the shore. With darkness comes an overwhelming cool, relieving heat of its duty. High up above, in the vastness of space, the stars come out of hiding. Twinkling with excitement, these celestial children watch the busy world below.
            And on the shore, they can see us. We are the perfect love story. Our bodies entangle as we create sand-angels beneath us. The music of my pounding heart beats into your ear sitting atop my chest; with each breath, your eyes get heavier and heavier. Your hair feels like silk as it caresses my bare skin, sending shivers of comfort down my spine. Sand cascades between my toes as your toes dance gingerly across my feet. The candy-sweet scent of fruit from your breath slithers up my nose as a revelation strikes me.
            In this moment I realize Utopia is not some far off place of fantasy’s creation, or just some lost city like Atlantis. Rather, it is a rare mental state that is only found with the one you love.
            I should be there now. But all good stories must have an end—so here is ours. I am a cat who is now bored by playing with his prey. You see, I do not love you. It was all an illusion, a living lie. Which is why I fed you those poison-laced strawberries. So here I give you one last kiss as your eyes finally close. And in the distance, the sky still weeps.