“Do you think there is such a thing as love at first sight?” she asks.
He smirks. “There must be,” he says.
She smiles.
He nods.
She moves closer.
Whispers fall softly.
He leans in, her breath on his cheek and energy in his heart.
The world seems to pause.
It is the first time they confuse where one ends and the other begins.
The beginning of everything.
Their breathing seems to pick up, pulsing with respect and desire, both in equal measure.
He catches his breath, her eyes locked intently on his. The past, present, and future are all there within their gaze.
Lifetimes of beauty and pain washed away in one single moment.
“I wonder if I always knew it would be you,” she whispers.
“I think we made choices that led us to each other,” he says with a smile.
“It’s all been a lot,” she says as the tears begin to form, memories of grief and loss rushing to her mind.
“I know, darling,” he says as he pulls her closely.
Tears rolling down his face as he cries for the loss and pain they both have walked through to lead them to this exact moment.
“I’m so proud of you,” they say in unison.
They pause and smile.
“Take my hand,” she whispers as she wipes their tears and kisses his lips.
“Where are we going?” he asks through his smile and tears.
“Home,” she whispers.
“Home, my love.”
Perpetual Emergence 