My Heart.

There is a place, that is so sweet.
When you see it you know.
The air... is thick.
And a soft mist invades every space your eyes can see.
Light is everywhere, but it's not the normal kind of daylight.
Breathing in deep the smell of honey and earth that can't escape.
It's the snug evening light that is golden right before it turns pinks and purples and reds. A Southern Sunset.
And in that moment, you know. It then becomes this indescribable warmth that floods your entire body and pours out your fingertips.



Sometimes. That's what my heart feels like. But just like the sun setting... it only last minutes. And this picture doesn't paint an accurate picture. But it's the closest that I could find.