Romantic stuff I guess

The beginning is always daunting. The beginning of anything... it looks you in the face, and it pushes you. It dares you, forcing you to see thru all theose holes you thought that you had filled in your soul. Do you have enough courage? And when you reach out.. what part will the soft skin of your fingers touch?
This beginning.. this time.. filled Joseph with apprehension. Terror. But you couldn't see that in his eyes. He hid it well. His shoulders square, his chest full. Taking a steady deep breath he walked thru the door.


Light was the first thing that he saw, the first thing that he felt. But really, this is being explained all wrong. This light.. it was everything. He stepped into this light and it was everything.. his senses encompassed by this pure light. And all at once it was like he was floating.. motionless.. weightless..

His eyes.. they betrayed him. She could feel his heart beating in her hand that she had resting upon his chest.. waiting..waiting for his reply, even tho she didn't really need one anymore. His green eyes.. burning.. stared deep into her. His arms slid so easily around her waist as he pulled her to him. The heat of thier bodies ignighting a flame.. a fire that would never be extinguished. Her eyes, they looked blue today.. saphires he called them.. shown with a light he had never seen look so bright.
"Well... I suppose you win." his soft voice sang to her.. she smiled..so big. He wanted that smile.