Poetry Exchange

"In an embrace, she says for the second time that this isn't a favor. Because she wanted to. Two beautiful people that probably won't have much more than this sink into each other over and over. They become one for countless minutes until neurons explode like colorful sensory fireworks, and now they bowth feel more than they are. But only because of this. Every action, particulary this one act, reestablishes a numb-free feeling of love and godliness." - Alex Brown, 2008

"Ages people have wondered about what there might be in the space they can't touch. They tell tales of splendor and majesty so grand that faith is the only ground left to stand on, the story becomes more than a story, and they forget where it began. They have all lost sight of what is before them. They have forgotten that it has always been a part of them. We can touch the strings of the universe. The lucky among us can even wrap our hands around it for a short time...but the immense power beyond is too much for our fragile frames to withstand. We feel absolute glory, rapture, and ecstacy, it is wholly intoxicating...and then we have to fall into a trance as our bodies are rattled by the aftershocks, reverating while we try to regain our breath." - Nicholas Doyle, 2008