True Love’s Kiss

I had thought once upon a time… The sensation of stopping time. Here I go. On the trapeze there is a moment, called the apex, the dead point, zero point however you may call it many names it beholds. I call it stopping time. It is where one is weightless and however present you are is how much you feel it. Back to topic. I thought by studying physics and understanding the mechanics I could equate it. Not that moment, surely that moment has already been equated with given figures under a certain definition tied to mathematics and a ‘law’ of physics of some sorts. Let me indulge by stating here that I have seen angles where gravity is defied by the contra force required through adaptable gains and a motion range of achieving that rhythm without going into space or even perhaps operating an instrument. Let’s get ourselves back to pace. Human is capable of much more than what the race defines or allows within perceptive reach. Even animating objects through transfer of energy. It’s all magic. You see. Something unknown, something missed. I realized I must have it, find it. I would locate that which I have seen, felt or noticed. A calling perhaps. And then we kissed… I jumped ahead. Let me trace back and bring us ahead. So I thought to write this magic in equation to prove to the entire world and all those lacking curiosity that cannot fully support see for their own that anything is possible especially and including, highlight the surreality: magic. I started my search through another lead I got a hold of from a younger age. I came to a day where I was confronted by how well it would do to in fact equate magic since it is the scarcity, the fact that it is not often explained is what makes it such undefined beauty of life. I have to say. I met someone along the way, who supported my search even without having heard the whole story. He held my hand and looked me in the eyes with the softest gaze. That day I had made a wish. He found me. I think now and realize in some way that it is this magic I had wished to write down, the intangible connection between woman and man dare I say for it is so in my case. A romance. I could not see that before my eyes this magic I was looking to define in an explicable way. Is in fact a kiss. A single touch of the lips.