The, Aftermath.

He wound down the pane, of glass, tinted to effect, to sample the freshening breeze. Coming in off the sea. In, the " salty " desolate spot, he sought, was hopefully the answer. To, all his prayers. The case, of the missing sanctity of blessed release, spurned, for the chance to make a point. About, time. And, how the sharing attitude was eroded by mistrust. As, the cliffs, corrode. To, be washed away by the " Perfect Storm " ! The tide turning, to take away the " captive heart " seeking relief, from the mainstream " doubts, " discharged by " The Drop " as well as the overview of reflection. On, life, and how it could treat you. When, " the chips were down " ! With the losing manifestations of " Purgatory " causing cancerous contamination. Of, what was once considered key, to happiness.
Promisingly, he still believed she could understand. That. Despite, what went on. The free-spirited mindset bringing more to the table. To, add substance to the mixture, affecting him so deeply. She, was " The Cooler " making everything better, he confidently envisaged. The way of her, usually giving more, to take him from the nightmare scenario. So long held at bay, by notions, apart from dreams, of cloudy forecasts being found wanting. Kept from influencing thoughts by structure, and, supporting ideals To, enrich " his world " with the symbolic " Silver Streak " instead of the filthy misgivings, of over-inflated appeals, for his exploratory instincts, to be checked. Detached, from principled safety. He, wished her, now, to cleanse his soul, of all that, which laid him open. To, attack. By, the wolves at the door. Could he avoid the " Runaway Train, " heading towards the precipice ? Or, feel its power. And, his demise. So long, foretold. By, any encountering, him at the " Casino " where the submissions, to excess, cost more than was ever bargained for. Any way, you looked, at it.
The wheels turned, to reach the place, where they needed to be. There, in the company of a respected partner, he found solace. With, the promise of the " Sunshine " bursting forth, far more readily, in the foreseeable future. Their, uncompromising re-evaluation of circumstance, and destiny, holding no fear. As, each gave way the secrets, of their longing for much better. In the arms of honesty. They, discovered the reasoning behind their rendezvous. The truth producing what was searched for. The " Deliverance " from unwanted forces, leaving a bountiful taste of victory. As, never contemplated anywhere. His life affected her. She, " soothed " him. And, passed on the tempting description of the pleasure, tied with the passion. Hence, it was there, they sealed their loving embrace, with a pact. In homage, of everything sacred.
It, was at " The Edge " where they saw themselves. And, then jumped. To free-fall. Forever. With each other, as  guiding lights, to pierce " The Abyss " ! Nothing, was needed anywhere, at any " Crossroads, " as all became distinct. How was it so easy, to be lost ? To, the peace. Away, from nonsensical divides. Created, by those unwilling to accept reality. Of, natures statements. And, the glory of comfort. In the presence of another. With, only best interests, at the core, of " Cruel Intentions " ! AS, seen by the rest. That, was it. No one could hurt them now. As, they lay, together. Agreeing, " Terms Of Endearment. " Eternity, treasured. And, measured. 

See, " Deep Impact " ! Obviously.