Eyes meet eyes.

The love that shines from your soul into mine extends to eternity.

The smile and the sadness there tugs at my sensibilities.

“How long will it be that time stands still?” I ask myself internally while externally smiling back at you, suddenly self-conscious and shy as a feeling as delicate as butterfly wings beat about my heart.

That was twelve years ago, in some nondescript restaurant far away, but when I recall it I still feel the same. To have experienced a love so complete, and to have been loved so completely stands the test of years apart and time immemorial. The moment lives beyond my mind’s linear time and in all my senses. How lucky am I?

How can I miss your touch when your soul caresses mine anytime I take myself there?