Coconut Grove Blooming like the shadows upon you I drowned beside

She could have stayed like that forever, wrapped in warmth and blind, desperate trust; she could have closed her eyes and let the rest of the world drift away, and in this moment she thought that she wouldn't miss it at all. The world beyond was far too cold, no place for a creature forged from the sun.
But Blossom was waiting for her. Reverie hesitated when he spoke, just for a moment — and when she finally surrendered his embrace, she reached up to press a light kiss to his cheek. A simple gesture of affection, yet her heart raced; her cheeks flushed. She wanted him still — but not yet, not yet.
For now, they would go back to Blossom, and Reverie would try and fail to sleep; she would spend the night thinking about that kiss, about him, about where they had each come from and where they were going.