Sitting near him looking deeply into his eyes Longing for his touch, his kiss. His hand is gentle upon my face; My eyes closed. He said he shouldn't let me effect him this way I thought the same as him, but yet I couldn't help but kiss him. At first he seemed to pull away then put his hand on the back of my head and kissed me back, gently, passionatly. That feeling-- What Bliss! The feeling of calm after the storm...