In this room that’s known for being as cold as a cave, a fire of passion is being kindled between two lovers. Sparks fly as our eyes meet. Heat rises from the very core of my being with a single kiss. My heart begins to accelerate with anticipation. What was once a tiny ember of a flame, combusts into a blazing inferno, full of excitement and desire. The chill in the cave evaporates under the intensity of the inflamed lover’s embrace. How long as this moment carried on like this? Seconds? Minutes? Hours?
If every moment with my beloved is like this, then I say, “Let us be consumed by the fire; where time is nonexistent.”