Silken sweet notes like blueberries on your tongue, lick your lips and sample the music in the air. Life never gets this good until your eyes are wide open, see the bass echo in red bursts as the dancing girls sparkle like fireflies in amber. Flecks of light cascade from the lead singer, deep pools of whirlpool blue you can feel on your fingertips. They’re soft and wet, cool bandages that ease the ravages of the daily wear-and-tear that your sense of wonder takes. Slake your thirst, drink from the fountain, live in this moment forever and when the moment ends… Live in the next.
Image by April Milne. http://mutedgrapefruit.tumblr.
I think that every title should be followed by “illustration by so and so”.
Good idea!