There was silence. For what seemed like a blessed eternity, they stopped, and stared at each other. Though not a word was spoken, they said all they had to in that moment. With the simple gaze into her eyes, the very windows that lead into her soul, he told her how much he loved her, he informed her how greatly he appreciated her and how he was so thankful to the Almighty above that He has bestowed upon him this Nubian Queen. He told her this with his eyes, for that is the only true medium through which it can, if possible at all, be expressed. And in return, she told just as much. As she looked into the eyes of the mahogany skinned Prince standing before her, her own eyes began to well up with tears. Not tears of sorrow, for she was far from it. They were tears of joy, happiness, elated gratitude�they were tears of Love. The two have never experienced a feeling like this before. There was an ease felt�a feeling of carelessness.

And just as she was about to break this sacred silence, he kissed her. He kissed her as if he were never to see her again. He kissed her with all the passion, all the emotion, all of the heartfelt devotion he had for her. He kissed her not with his lips�but with his soul. He kissed in a way as if to remember every single millimeter of skin that stretched upon her lips with his own. He kissed her because he missed her. Yes, because he missed her. True, she was right there, standing with him, embracing him, but the simple thought of departing from her presence made him miss her even more every time he thought about it. He kissed her as a declaration of the emotional grip he has on his own existence as it is so intricately, yet so perfectly, intertwined with hers. He kissed her because he loved her.

There are no words available in any language that can accurately describe the bliss he felt in that moment. For once, in that brief fraction of time, all in the world was right, but even better, all in his life was right. He forgot his worries and troubles�all the heartaches that the world had given him. He forgot because with her, there can be only nothing but good. Things finally seemed to brighten up him; he found a woman who loved him just as much as he did her�he found his other half. Some would say she�s his soul mate; others would even go so far as to say that it was destiny that brought these two together. But no matter what reason there is for these two, out of four billion people in the world, to cross paths, only to never depart from each other again, he new, deep in his heart, down in the furthest reaches of his soul, that no matter what happens, no matter what obstacle they may face, they�ll face it together, and that no matter what others might say or do�it won�t make a difference at all, for what they have, that special bond that they share, is between them and so very right. And that�s all that mattered�as he kissed her goodnight.

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Christopher / Entries / Feedback / For Kika....... (08.21.02)