it was the way
she looked in that
instant; blonde
hair fanned out
over his stomach,
strands of gossamer
and soft, golden
curls making him
ache.

she felt it too,
took in his gaze –
those calm, green
eyes, spilling over
with passion, want,
and utter
devotion.

he pulled her to
him then, his hands
tangling in her hair,
her lips touching his,
their bodies
melting,
feeling,
moving;

a singular existence.