“For one moment, let me hold you tighter. So that I can feel your heart rest on mine, and with each slow, faint beat, time begins to unwind; to slow down. To the point where no sound is bound to be heard… but faintly that of our monotonous beats pacing our passion fulfilling itself with each seal of our lips, each touch of your hand… ‘til no longer can we stand... ‘til your eyes meet mine for a glimpse, and again our world goes blind with just the feelings of our figures shaping and fitting onto one another, and my hand edges the point of total possibility, but yet, I know the probability, the opportunity. I need not expose you to endless sensuality, no; I need not, not yet at least. Because, then again…it’s just a moment …one I’m willing to get lost in again and again. So please, just for a moment, don’t worry about time’s order…just let me hold you tighter.”