h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I see others, like me, blinded by the radiance which spills from her face. Blind to her indifference. Circling like moths. Not just a few, but thousands. Slowly dieing like a million insects captured by the sun-like beam from a city searchlight, being randomly gobbled by hungry birds feasting at midnight.
These million dead hearts are left to wander their lives looking for echoes, reflections of her glory.
I still remember the moment I succumbed to the intoxication of her upturned smile. At once gripped by a fog which allowed only vision of her beauty, all else faded from view.
I approached her full-moon smile, uplifted on the stairs below me, and was caught by the gravity of musk-dense mist.
Slowly I floated into orbit, the fog deepening in my mind, striking me down with tunnel vision. She filled my field of view, intoxicating, suffocating, exhilarating. Air around me turned deep and yellow, I was warm in love with your full-moon smile.
I spread my arms and glided down toward you, large in your sky, standing out against a softened, unfocussed background of other lives.

Good freeform imagery