When he holds and kisses me, he absorbs me into him, and we become one. It is difficult to explain—a physical connection that reaches far beyond touch. Points of pressure awaken in controlled waves of sensation as my thoughts settle into tranquil fulfillment. In that moment, I know nothing beyond us, yet I understand everything I am experiencing.
When he holds me in his arms, I feel his love radiating from him and flowing into me. That energy comforts, embraces, and reassures me. In those intimate moments, my concerns fall away. I am one with him and the universe; he is one with me and the cosmos. Time pauses to honor our embrace. I lift him into weightlessness, and he carries me with him. Our absorption is complete.
When I hold and kiss him, I absorb him into me, and we become one. It is not easy to explain. Our physical connection reaches far beyond touch. Sensations rise within me, urging me to hold him closer and kiss him more deeply. I bring him to his knees, though he remains standing with his feet planted firmly on the earth while his mind soars. His moment becomes mine, just as mine becomes his.
I do not have to tell him that I love him. He feels my love radiating from me and flowing into him, filling him with my presence, and reminding him that he is not alone. The pressure of my kiss releases him from his concerns. My moment becomes his, just as his becomes mine. Our absorption is complete.
Neither of us has to say it because we both feel it, yet it is still beautiful to hear the words, “I love you.” Beyond sound and words, the message is clear, the meaning sincere, and the proof alive in our touch. Our shared expression transcends worlds, bringing security and comfort. He holds and kisses me; I hold and kiss him. We are absorbed as one. Separate beings with separate autonomy yet joined by the same choice whenever we consider one another.
Starburst and sunburst are one because they arise from the same light. In the same way, when I look into his eyes, I see a burst of light reflecting his love for me. When he holds and kisses me, our emotional union takes physical form. Our absorption is complete. The truth speaks for itself: nature rests in tranquil harmony, and the universe is balanced.
Moonrise, moon bright—a reflection of the life she gives. A caressing warmth expresses her love for him, neither eclipsed nor hidden. Nature reveals the ancient calendar. When she holds and kisses him, uncertainty disappears. All things become clear, the truth stands unquestioned, and the meaning remains sincere. Tranquility is nature’s home. The cosmos is stable; equilibrium is complete.
When he holds and kisses me, and when I hold and kiss him, we are absorbed into each other. In that moment, no one else exists.
