I didn't feel the need to escape anymore. That distant rainforest i'd always dreamed of was recreated n the room which housed the full exchange of our passions. The beautifuly wet humdity lie in your fierce kisses whom feed off my lips, and this alternate escape was fully constructed with the animalistic bellows that escaped from a place so much deeper than our own lungs. The secrets that would have lie hidden within lush foliage now lie between you and I. And your eyes...your eyes were as breathtaking as the bits of stars that would have peeked between that canopy of the place which I always dreamed before I met you. When we made love, I saw so many different faces of you...or who I thought you were...or wanted to believe you were. Alike the most forboding storm, this beauty eventually ended with you weighing down far too heavily on my vulnerability that it forced me out of this dream state. I woke up, wet with my own tears, moistly humid in my own dripping sweat. Without meaning to, or knowing...i'd escaped...escaped you...and it's all I could ever dream of.