Dave & Shanice - A Magical Adventure: Part 7

One of the great blessings about living on planet Earth is that you get a new day once a day, everyday. That means a new sunrise, and a new chance to taste the rainbow that is existence. Dave and Shanice knew that existence was a dream but that it was a real dream, one that cannot be woken up from but only woken up to. They knew this because they had good sense. They were from another time, a time without time, in a previous life perhaps they were sea anemone or maybe clouds. They were ambivalent about their spines. So they used their spines to unspine themselves. A spine can be a pine cone or a wiggle stick or hot lipstick. A spine can be a conduit - a bit of soft copper bridging electric chasms of unbearable ecstasies. They were electric botanists and full time lovers. Some would say they were slobs. If slobs stands for sexy lovers of botanical serendipity, then perhaps they were.

Also they were quite poor and had only each other in this world. They belonged to no clubs, had no hobbies other than to spend their time together, tasting this rainbow and waking up every morning into a new world. It was a gift greater than can be given. They knew none of it was theirs. They did not create their taste buds, they did not create that which they tasted. They were gummy bears that got melted together in the humid pocket of that which is.

And so a new day. Freshness so deep the ankles ached. The toes screamed.

They shared a shower. Dave procured 2 giant grapefruit from Grandma's fridge and they relished them, squeezing the zippy dregs into one another's mouths. They renewed their vows with a long slow grapefruit-pulpy kiss. Then they took their leisure dressing one another and dancing like crayfish about the expansive suite. Mild light shone in through the many large windows. The sky was blue with some fun clouds. The temp was 72 and rising. The time was 9:45 am.

Dave thought they'd be best off catching a train to the botanical gardens about an hour and half outside the city. There was mingling to be done.