Slowly, for you did not expect I'd be here, and I wish not to startle you. But I can see you know its me as I approach. You drop your bags.

I take each step calculated, my arms out slightly at my side, holding nothing, wanting you. Looking into your eyes, I see magic.

I see dreams, hope, love, excitement, and passion. Mine and yours, the same. A varied life of fervent academia and never-ending travel;

swimming in art and culture as it feeds our minds, delving into exotic cuisine to nourish our bodies, and seeking out even more.

Living in history and geography as we write the maps for persons with no boundaries. A new country month by month, a fresh adventure each

week, an exciting flavor every day. Never before have we felt as if all our desires could be possible and our dreams will forever come true.

The power of two people completely tuned into each other is ten times stronger than merely one plus one. This sensation is unreal.

No other person alive could fit as well with me as you do. I stop my spinning mind for a moment and remember to force myself to breathe.

I walk just past you, looking deep into your eyes. Without a word uttered, an agreement is made, an understanding reached.

You know you can ask anything of the world right now; you feel the power of the universe at your control.

I can feel strength in your gaze and conviction flowing from your body. I want to touch that power; I want to feel you.

As I move in a circle around your stillness and approach you from behind, I can feel your eyes close in anticipation of my touch.

I'm looking at ourselves from behind, but it seems to be through your eyes, as if from a dream you are now watching us in a crystal ball,

awaiting an answer, motive, or direction. An energy radiates from within you that makes my breath run short.

Hearts beat faster, bodies tense and go numb, and lips tremble. Our mouths fall hungry to taste the flavor of the others' passion.

If you are watching in your mind, you see how close I am.

You can hear my breathing as I take one final, slow step into you. In a fluid motion, I press my body gently against yours,

reaching my arms around you, but holding my hands away from yours to prolong the embrace. I touch my fingertips against your forearms

and run them slowly and lightly up your arms to your shoulders. Your skin is hot, your body shakes slightly, and I hear you softly moan.

Squeezing your shoulders a bit, I lean in to kiss your neck. I feel your body nearly go limp as you gasp,

so I wrap my arms quickly around your chest and hold you tight to me. Our bodies fit together like they were built in one mold.

I'm quickly convinced that a touch by you would rejuvenate and protect my body from any evil in the world that dares try take it away.

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