Forever

He trembled as he lent to kiss her soft pale lips. For he knew once he had given his kiss he would be hers. It was not fear that made him tremble, but desire. He wanted to savour the feelings he felt and not rush to miss a precious moment.

As he touched her lips he felt a softness he had never known. He had kissed lips before but none as fragile as these. As he smelt her skin it brought forth memories of spring. A mixture of frangipani, fresh rain and orange blossom.

As he took her in his arms, it was if he had waited for this one moment. His arms gently slowly with a mind of their own, held his love. As he feared that this precious second in time would be lost. She looked into his eyes and whispered “will you” “forever” he replied.