The stars wheeled overhead, as I strayed through the eves of the garden of dreams.
All time had been washed away into obscurity; and with it the relevancy of all that by which I had once thought to be beset. Strangely for once it seemed, distance and I were enthralled.
I grinned beneath the cloud bank, as Venus rose to claim her throne in highest heaven. Drunk on mirth, I felt as though love of the life of love itself; might damn-near overwhelm me.
So we went a-charging, out into the greater vast; in the company of heroes. As we careened into giddy oblivion we were purged of all our sorrow, and somewhere in the velvet deep; our laughter set us free.