Oh Really?

That first time always seems so amazing, so indescribable, burned on memory like fire, captured forever like a photo. It's like a line from a favourite song, that beautiful lyric floating endlessly across consciousness, breathlessly intoned at every opportunity. A sudden, amazing realisation that everything that came before pales in consequence causing abandonment of reason and clear thought. Imagination alludes a fairy tale, a myth, urban legend come true, pulsating through life and spirit. Like fruit in the sun, the taste of it becomes stronger over time, better than can be endured yet never sampled, the body never partaking in the pleasure. To capture it, to taste it, hold it, drown within it can only be retold as tantamount to life. Wait in the fire...