Lost and Found-two

[afternooner]

OOC: This thread is a closed thread for MTnAngel/WV and myself. We hope you enjoy reading it.

IC:Our story begins near a small cabin nestled in the foothills of the blue mountains, not far from the mouth of the Elk river. It's just after dawn and Eric is returning from the river, his fishing pole in hand and two fine trout tied to his belt. A contented look is on his tanned face and his dark eyes sparkle with excitement, as he runs his fingers trhough his jet black hair. His feet move qicckly and quietly along the wooded path and his mind is in tune with his suroundings.

This day is special for him because it's his 18th birthday and he has a sense of that somehow there is a change about to occur. Much like he can sense a change in the weather, Eric know he is guided like the birds and animals he lives with and that he will be safe and secure if he follows his instincts and more than that he will be happy.

As he approaches his cabin there is a silence in the air. The birds have ceased their chattering and Eric know that someting or someone has disturbed the tranquility of the forest.

Instinctivly he steps quietly behind a tree. Waiting there he he experiences a feeling of aprehension and he holds his breath in anticipation. But along with this feeling there is something else that enters the back of Eric's mind. A knowing that this intrusion is part of the change he is looking forward to.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

My husband has been gone for over a year now and sometimes the loneliness is just too much to bear. We were childhood sweethearts and had been married only a year when the car he was driving had been smashed against the guardrail by that damn drunkard. We both went to the same high school in a subarb of Cleveland. I had enjoyed the noisy and boisterous surroundings that a bigger city offered, but Allen had wanted a more peaceful existence. I curse myself for not moving to West Virginia like he had desired for so long. Maybe he would still be alive today, I think ruefully. Allen purchased the hundred acre property with the old farm house two weeks before we were wed.

The hurriedness of city life had become increasingly irritating to me. One morning, as I rushed through the traffic on I-90 just outside Cleveland, a young man raised his middle finger to me signalling that I was not driving to his satisfaction. That was the day I pulled off the road, turned around and headed back to the condo. I quit my job, packed my meager belongings into the car and drove to West Virginia. I never looked back.

I have been here for two months now. Pretty much keeping to myself. I still have trouble adjusting to this rural community. Life is slower and the citizens kinder than in Ohio. I have heard of people moving from the country to the big city and experiencing culture shock. I found that it is true for the reverse. There are such few minorities, conveniences and noise in this little community. But lately I have felt more at peace with myself and my life.

I rose early that morning as I do every morning and decided to explore more of my territory. I pulled on a pair of old jeans, a light sweater and my hiking boots. I twist my long hair into a clip and head out the door. I inhale deeply the fresh air on this cool crisp spring day. I still have to adjust to the fact that my senses are not attacked by smog and pollution.

I walk down past the meadow to the thick dense trees. I found an overgrown footpath during my first week. I had taken most of the branching paths to explore the property. I had found an old cemetery, remnants of a stone fireplace, and a dilapidated barn, so far. I smile as I head down the last remaining unexplored path, anticipating what I may find today.

I had walked for over an hour when I suddenly realize that I am lost in the woods. I glimpse sight of a small clearing and a quaint log cabin nestled near another thicket of trees. My heart begins to flutter as my hope soars of rescue.

 

[afternooner]

A jay screams out a warning, someones comming! I look up to find it's direction and seeing, down the road, a lone figure frantically hurrying along, obviously lost I scoff, Will these tourists ever learn. Usually I remain hidden when this happens but something about this woman, She seems so helpless, so vulnerable like a frightend doe tangled in the underbrush. I must help her.

Though I'm afraid to approach her, I gather up my courage and step out from my hiding place. I scuff my feet to let her know of my presence and clearing my throat say in the calmest voice I can muster, "Hello, my name is Eric, can I help you?

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I jump as I hear his voice. He had popped out from behind a tree. I am speechless for a moment trying to recover my composure.

"I...uhm...I seem to be lost," I uncharacteristically stammer. My city instincts kick in as I fear that he may harm me. He looks innocent but I know that looks can be deceiving. By my estimation he cannot be more than eighteen years of age. He is attractive in a backwoods sort of way. He shuffles his feet somewhat, mulling over my conundrum.

 

[afternooner]

Eric sees her start like a frightened deer, a doe moving quickly but going nowhere, her soft eyes darting about to see whether to fight or flee. The scent of her fear is in the air along with his own.

His fear is greater than he thinks he can possibly handle because along with the scent of fear Eric also smells the scent of a female not unlike the scent of a doe or some other animal but a human female scent. Eric knows also why this scent makes him so fearfull. It is because of his nightmares, nightmares started not long ago when his uncle brought him to town for the first time.

The memories come flooding back like a tidal wave His uncle the only kin he remembers, drunk one night, he had told Eric to come to town with him. He had never been to town before and Eric was terrified, but knew he had to obey his uncle. Laughing lewedly his uncle told him it was time for him to become a man That was two years ago and Eric had erased all further memory of that dreadfull night from his conscious memory. But the nightmare kept comming back The smell of moonshine mingled with the female smell, hands reaching for his vulnerable places, voices taunting, He curled into a ball and as the relentless hands persisted jumped through a window and ran for the woods.

Erick touches hs cheek where the glass had cut him his only proof that what had happened was real.

Her voice brings him back to the present and he looks into her eyes he knoews he has to make eye contact with her to show her his trust and to feel trust himself. Why he knows this he does not really know ,only that it works with the animals he lives with and back in his mind is the conviction that he has to help her. His conviction wins out and he Replys simply and quietly "Yes you were lost, but I found you, so don't be afraid ,trust me I won't hurt you."

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Eric looked as innocent as an infant standing there. I decided that I needed to find my way home and having assessed his character I felt as though I could trust him. I wouldn't let my guard down all the way though. I noticed that he self-consciously touched his cheek. I wondered if he was having the same doubts about me.

"I am sorry,. Where are my manners? My name is Katherine Winters and I am owner of the old Fisher farm off 19," I extend my hand to him. He flinches for a moment and then slowly reaches out to my awaiting hand.

 

[afternooner]

Eric flinches when the woman's hand comes toward him, but her warm smile and steady selfassured voice calm him. Much like the shopkeepers and other people he meets in town when he has to go for supplies, They extend their hands and he is able to exchange small talk with them as he takes care of business.

It wasn't always that easy though, Eric reminds himself. It started with that dreadfull night curled up in the woods he heard two shots ring out from the direction of town. He got up and ran again until he was safe in bed .

Thats where they found him the next morning curled up in a ball shaking in fear. "Poor boy they had said, the people from town. He's all alone now. they tried to calm him as he lay there pulling himself deep within himself. they left, not knowing what to do.

A couple of days went by and Eric began to heal. He let nature take it's course and sleep and quiet healed him. The people from town came by and found him washed and clean, his face shaven and the cabin spic and span. This was no problem for Eric he had been doing it all his life. As they entered his cabin they told him that his uncle was dead. Eric had faced death before almost every day in the forest his uncles death didn't bother him until the nightmares came then he blamed himself. He shouldn't have run.

The people went away saying he's ok, better off here in the woods where he can be alone it was not that they didn't care, they had their problems too.

Eric healed and in the months that followed ventured into town. With the money hidden all over the cabin and yard, money from the moonshine his uncle sold, he bought the things he needed and he learned to trust the shopkeepers shaking their hands and smiling.

Smiling Eric took the womans hand and feeling trust and tenderness, held it gently, saying "Katherine. A nice name ,but can I call you Katy".

Eric was surprised by his boldness and realizing he was still holding her hand, thought about a frightened doe ,he had freed from a rusty woven fence. When he touched her she had relaxed and in relaxing brought a calmness back to him.

Then grinning Eric droped her hand and holding up his trout said proudly "Look at these fish, I bet you're hungry, come in for breakfast"!

 

[MtnAngelWV]

The young man had such an endearing quality, an utter pureness about him. "You may call me Katy if you wish Eric. My friends usually call me Kat, but Katy is fine if that is what you prefer." His hands were strong and yet his grip was lax. I got the feeling that he was not schooled in the social graces as I had been but I was never one to look down on others less fortunate than myself.

He read my mind with the offer of breakfast. As he held the trout up my visioned blurred and standing in front of me was no longer Eric. My new vision was that of my late husband, Allen. Fishing had been one of his favorite past times. I hadn't enjoyed the thought of baiting a hook with a slimy worm or removing a smelly fish from the hook. Hence, I never went on my husband's trips with him. I opted instead to stay curled up next to the fireplace at home with a good book. My thoughts turn melancholy as I regret never having shared this aspect of his life.

I am aroused from my thoughts as I again hear is voice. "Katy...er... I mean ...Kat...." his voice trailing off.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My mind drifted for a moment. I would be delighted to join you for breakfast," I answer as he escorts me into the the tiny cabin.

 

[afternooner]

As Eric held up the trout he saw a cloud cross over the womans face. Didn't she like fish, he felt suddenly aprehensive. He so wanted to please her.How could he know her feelings, her wants. He watched her body, standing as if in a trance the vitality and energy he'd seen before draining out. What could he do. He thought of a doe again, this time one he'd found after hunting season one year Her buck had been killed and she was mourning his absence. She had refused to even eat and Eric had brought fresh grass to her every day, spreading it out on the new snow. At first she refused the food then as Eric talked to her and sat with her every day she came around and began to eat. Maybe, Eric thought she just needed to know someone cared.

Of course the next year the doe found another buck, young and full of energy and vitality. They mated that fall and in the spring became the parents of a fine set of twins. From time to time the doe came to Eric's cabin to thank him for helping her.


Now looking into this woman's eyes Eric saw that same bittersweet look the doe had had and knew that something in her past was causing the cloud and not him. Then Eric knew what to do. He set the trout down and reaching out with both hands he put them one on each side of her soft face seeing tears form he wiped them from her eyes whispering "Don't cry it will be alright you'll see."
The cloud in kats eyes was washed away with her tears.


Katy--er I mean Kat, he whispered I like that even better and he looked of in the distance to give her name a meaning he would remember.


He thought of a female mountain lion up in a cave near the waterfall, sleek , self assured. Sure footed, vibrant and alive.Her eyes sparkling with energy. A bit mischevious at times, unpredictable, yet gentle and caring with those she shared her life with.

"Kat" he said again and he opened the door to his home to her. She followed him in. Eric removed his boots and socks as he always did, he just scrubbed the floor last night and a fire he started before he went fishing burned brightly in the fire place. " Sit here, he said, next to the fire you must be cold I''l fix the meal and you warm your feet He reached down to remove Kats Boots, he'd always done that for his mot---uncle and then suddenly his body went stiff. Oh god, he thought I can't do this, everyone I care for goes away. He shrunk away a strange look in his eyes no it wasn't his uncle he was thinking about it was his mother!
Who until now, he didn't think he even remembered!

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I had never met anyone so kind in all of my life. Untainted, yes that seemed to be the proper word. Yet, I also sensed something deeper within. Pain. I could not help but wonder who or what could have caused this sweet young man any pain. But I could see it just below the surface as he pauses in his task of slipping off my boots.

I involuntarily reached my hand out and place it upon his head, ligthly stroking his hair. I so much wanted to banish the grief from his body and soul. I somehow felt connected to him. Grief and pain were no strangers in my life.

I admonished myself severely as he looked up at me with fear in his eyes. I have scared him and I could not bare that. I pulled my hand back to my body, cursing its actions.

 

[afternooner]

Eric sees the hurt in Kat's eyes as he pulls away from her touch. Her touch is so tender, so caring and more than that he sees and feels something else, a common bond in her touch, that maybe this touch is what they need to help them both through the pain they've both been experiencing. That by sharing this pain through touch they can get past the pain and free themselves from the past but Eric knows also that they must do this together, so Eric raises his head and looks at kat with new resolve in his eyes. He gently takes her hand and puts it back on his head, feeling the pain start to disapear. Then he takes his hands and puts them on her shoulders drawing her towards him until their bodies are only inches apart

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I so want to protect this young man and be protected by him. I had no desire for male companionship other than my late husband. I wonder where these feelings are coming from. I am more at ease when he pulls my body closer to his. I cannot resist the tender kiss that I place upon his lips. His body stiffens but I can sense that it was enjoyable to him also.

 

[afternooner]

Eric stiffens as Kat's lips tenderly touch his but his resolve to share the pain and let it go keeps him from pulling away. Knowing this is just another way to touch to conect,and share the pain and then let it go, he lets her lips linger on his. Much to his surprise he experiences a feeling that he's never felt before. A sweet slow build up of energy welling up in his body seeking release and the with the kiss it flows from his body into hers and back again through his hands now pulling Kat even closer until their bodies are touching, feeling even more of the sweet energy flow.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I had not realized how much I needed a man until the familiar stirrings returned to my body. No his arms were not as strong as I had been used to but he was tender and kind. The two things I needed right at that moment. My kiss deepens on his lips, until I suddenly pull away. I feel as though I am betraying the memory of a man gone from this world. I realize that this is nonsense but I, for the moment, cannot control it.

When I pull away I see the hurt and pain return to his face. Damn! The last thing I wanted to do was hurt this young man. He had just become comfortable with my presence that has interrupted his formerly peaceful existence.

With bare feet, I turn around and run from the cabin. Like a scared rabbit I have no idea which way I am going. I just run and run and run...Not running from him but from the thoughts spinning out of control inside of my brain. I hear brush being disturbed and I turn to see if he is following. I did not see the hole until it was too late. My ankle snaps as my foot sinks into the gap. I lay on the soft leaves as I cry as much for my emotional pain as my physical ailment.

 

[afternooner]

Tears flood Erics eyes as he sees her run away from him. What did I do wrong ,was it wrong to hold her sweet body next to mine, was it wrong to let the energy come alive, so vibrant ,so intense flowing from my body to hers and back again. How can anything so beautifull be wrong . I must follow her, Eric tells himself, no matter what the cost, I must find her again. He staggers down the path, tears still streaming from his eyes. Ahead of him he sees her form crumpled on the ground Lifting her he staggers down the path, but he has taken a wrong turn and they end up down in the meadow next to the forests edge. Eric short of breath eases her down into the soft grass he bends over and seeing that shes not moving, he checks her pulse, "Shes alive, he shouts to the woods shes alive." Exhausted Eric lies down beside her and partly because of the pyhsical strain on his body and party because of the mental anguish he has endured he falls asleep.

Eric wakes up to a stamping noise just ahead of him in the meadow, he sees a doe, the one he had nursed back to health after she lost her mate.
She is glancing at Kat. Yes Eric said I know I must take care of her and he took her hand and checked her pulse, her heart was beating and he could hear her breathing. He felt her ankle and found it to be swollen but not broke. He took off his shirt and tearing it into strips made a bandage for her. He noticed that she was shivering so he jumped up and ran to the cabin got a blanket and some bread,,chease and milk. Putting these in a basket he returned to kat. She was still unconsious and Eric new he had to bring her to He looked at her frail defensless body and instead of shaking her he leaned over and kissed her.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

"I knew you would come for me! You would never leave me...I knew...I just knew..." I cried out. I ran to him with my arms open wide. "I have missed you so terribly." I enveloped his body into my arms never wanting to let him go again.

"I have never left, Putty Kat," he giggled as he uses my nickname to tease me. "I will always be here for you my love," his voice took a bit more serious tone when he saw the irritation in my face. I could never stay mad at him and he knew it.

I began kissing him all over and he lowered my body down into the long grass. I closed my eyes as he softly kissed my lips. "I never told you, that fateful day, that I loved you...." my voice trailed off and I could feel a tear slip from the corner of my eye.

I pulled him closer to me, consuming his mouth with mine. I flushed as I realized that I was kissing Eric and not Allen. It was just a dream but I quickly realized that the dream had been a form of closure for me. I had guilt festering inside of me for Allen's death and my lack of expressing my love for him the day he was taken from this world.

I looked into Eric's eyes, searching...for what? Approval? Desire? Pity?

 

[afternooner]

My heart is filled with joy, when Kat comes rushing into my arms. She holds back nothing, giving freely, unconditionally. When she says,"I love you," I feel as if my heart will burst. This is what I need to be free, free from my past free to love completely. I knew from the moment I saw her, I loved her and now that I know she loves me I can express my love to her. I hold her tight and kiss a tear that trails down her cheek." Yes, yes" I whisper , "My Kat, I love you too and I will never leave you. I return her hungry kisses as we sink into the long grass together. I feel the energy rise again from the core of my soul but this time as it flows between our bodies it is mellowed by our expressed love for each other.

I look deep in her eyes serious now as are mine "I must tell you, kat, that even though we are as one, together we have much to learn about each other, we need to teach each other what we know, each in our own turn. As we learn from each other our love will grow, we will experience the joy and wonder of our love with each step we take. Some of the steps will be full of fun and frolic, some will be be filled with unlimited passion and some of the steps will be serious and fulfilling. And we will start today."

I wonder where I had learned all these words I had just spoken. I knew that they came from my past. Toghether Kat and i would explore this pastand clear the cobwebs of time away. This will be in due time, I know too that now That we have expressed our love for each other I could help kat explore her past also.

But now we must eat and later we need to celebrate my 18th birthday

I shout, "hey, Kat, Today it's my 18 th birthday. Have some bread and cheese and spend some time with me here on the meadow. I have something special I would like to show you and later we will go to your house and celebrate. I'll bring the fish if you have the wine.

Realizing in my exuberance may be overpowering, I remind my self that Kat has a very sore ankle and though in a few hours will be able to walk on it, for now she needs some rest, I wrap my blanket around her and giving her a gentle kiss, ask."You do love me. Don't you Kat"?

 

[MtnAngelWV]

His kisses are soft and kind but filled with desire. My heart bends to his exuberance. I sense some inexperience but he makes up for it with his passion. I feel like a teenager again, suddenly giddy with anticipation.

Do I love him? He has posed a difficult answer but one that I feel confident in my response. "Yes, Eric, I think that I do love you. We can embark on many new experiences, teaching each other along the way." He has confirmed my suspicion that he cannot be more than barely an adult.

He lovingly wraps me into his blanket before he retrieves the basket filled with the tasty morsels of food. We talk and laugh while we eat. I had not realized how hungry I was. Not just for the food he has offered but also for his comfort and companionship.

 

[afternooner]

As we are eating, the doe that was there earlier stepped out of the forest. She looked our way and tilting her head slightly seemed to nod in approval. I give her a silent thank you and nudging Kat whisper in her ear,"Don't move just watch. I told her that watching the deer was one of the experiences I wanted to share with her. Much of what I am I owe to the creatures of this forest,they have taught me so much and I would like to share that with you, so watch now and I will tell you about this deer, this doe. Two years ago she lost her mate, she became depressed about his absence and refused to eat. I found her in the woods and brought food to her finally began to eat and became healthy again. that fall she met a new mate a fine energetic young buck who courted her with exuberance. She accepted his advances and soon they mated. In the spring two beautifull fawns were born to this union. Often she comes to my cabin to see me. Sometimes she brings her family but her mate, the buck is very cautious. I don't see him unless I go looking and then he is very wary.

We are so engrosed in the doe's actions that at first we don't see the buck silently emerge from the forest I feel his presence and cautioning Kat tell her he is there. she looked towards him and her eyes light up with surprise. He is a beautifull creature his strong sleek body moves
quietly towards the doe. She knows he ie there but is being coy, but as he moves closer we can see her excitement as her tail twitches nervously and her ears perk up He comes along side of her and nudges her shoulder she turns and nudges him back and soon they are running and playing in the meadow. When they tire the doe comes to the buck and licks behind his ear he licks her neck in return and playfully nips her ears. I can feel the energy they are sharing as their bodies touch each other in many places Then they pause in their play to nip a few clumps of grass. I tell Kat that this is unusual for them to be together this early in the day they usually meet just before dark.

I pause watching her eyes to see if she is enjoying the show the deer are putting on for us. I want to share this experience and more with her. Then I blurt it out. My dear Kat, Come with me tonite and watch the deer mate. For me it is a beautifull experience. others may say its a perversion, but they are so beautiful when they mate.

But first, if your ankle feels up to it I want to show you around a bit or better yet maybe you would like to share your home with me.it's not that far. I can carry you there easily. That will give you a chance to freshen up. It's barely noon and we've been through so much allready and how about that Birthday party, are you going to throw one for me, or what.I laugh at my outpouring of words I believe I haven't said this many words in the last two years, than Iive said today I tell Kat that, and suddenly we are both laughing.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

I am happily eating away at the modest feast when I feel Eric nudging my arm. I turn to look in the direction his gaze has turned. There is a doe standing just at the edge of the woods. One of my first wonderments when I moved here was that nature was so alive and prevalant here, unlike Cleveland. The only animals you saw in your daily life there were the freaky people that walked Prospect Avenue.

I held the cheese unconciously in my hand as Eric told me his touching story. Now I understand where he gets his gentleness from, nature. Just as he finishes the tale we spy the young buck walk over to her. He is nuzzling her and she returns his affection. As I feel the need to be loved in the same manner, I lean my head over to rest upon his shoulder. I smile as a woman who is completely at peace within herself.

After the deer re-enter the forest Eric is full of chatter. I am not sure I understood it all, the way it came pouring out of him. We enjoy a healing and contagious laugh.

"I think that I shall be honored to celebrate this momentous occasion with you, My Love." I kiss his lips tenderly, silently promising more.

 

[afternooner]

the sun is high in the sky, the birds and animals have fled to the cool dark places in the forest for their afternoon nap. I look at Kat and see that she is tired too. Tired in a peacefull quiet way as she rests her head on my shoulder I think how nice it would be to spend many afternoons being so close together like this. I tell her this and then grinning mischeviously I announce.

"But not today! today we must get ready for a party!

I scoop her up in my arms and carry her down the hill through the valley I find the cut across path to her house and bringing her to the door. I smile a little more seriously and ask,"may I carry you across the threshhold my love.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Eric carries me home and over the threshold. As he sets me down on my feet, he places a light kiss on my forehead.

"I am going to clean up a bit and then I am going to make you a surprise, My Love," I say befoe I turn and hobble up the the steps. My pace is brisk despite the slight twinge in my ankle. I am anxious to begin his party. I quickly wash my hands and face and brush my hair. I walk into the closet and grab a sundress from the closet and pull it over my lithe form.

When I return downstairs I notice that he has already started a small fire in the hearth. I give him a sweet smile and march into the kitchen. From the cupboards and refrigerator I retrieve the ingredients I need to make the cake, mix it and pop it into the oven.

"It will be just a little more time for my first surprise," I say to him as I join him on the rug in front of the fireplace. He places his arm around my shoulders and we sit in solitude watching the fire ablaze in the opening. I feel peaceful and protected.

 

[afternooner]

The fire is warming us but even more warming is the feeling that passes between Kat and I as we bask in each others warmth also. In the last few hours we've grown so close to each other. I take her hand and feel a soft quiet flow of energy flow from her body to mine and back again I didn't know such a feeling could exist much less realize the power if it.

It,s like I can't get close enough to her and I want to demonstrate this feeling but don't quite know how. I know how the animals express this feeling as Iv'e watched them in their love play but I sense that this experience is much more rewarding for humans.

I know that Kat knows how and I hope that in time she will share her knowing with me.

For now I'm content to experience the peacefull secure feeling we are experiencing now. Also I'm waiting for the surprise she has promised me.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

When the buzzer goes off on the oven timer, I find myself a bit disappointed for I do not want to part from his loving embrace. I look into his eyes as I excuse myself. I enter the kitchen and open the oven door to a rush of vanilla. The odor is soothing to me. I retrieve the last ingredients needed to make the icing and put it on the cake once it cools some.

While waiting for the cake to cool, I had taken the back stairs into my room. I did not have anything to give as a real present since I wasn't prepared to meet Eric neer mind knowing it was his birthday. From under the bed I find the sketch pad tucked away. I rip the page out and lovingly wrap it in blue tissue paper.

With cake and gift in hands, I meet Eric back in the living room. The look in his eyes was worth the time it took to make the presents.

"Okay, Birthday Boy, blow out the candles and make a wish," I annouce to my sweet friend. His eyes squeeze shut tightly as he concentrates and then blows out the candles. "Now, you can never tell anyone your wish or it will not come true." I hand him the gift and he tears the wrapping off slowly and carefully, taking great care not to destroy the tissue.

He stares at the picture in awe as the sight of the deer in the woods astounds him. "I did not have time to prepare a proper gift. I hope that this will suffice." I say to him, my heart and body aching to be near him again.

 

[afternooner]

My eyes fill with tears when I see what Kat's gift is. I'm unable to speak as feelings of love rise from my heart to my throat. What a precious gift she has given to me.She has captured with pencil and paper something that is so dear to my heart. Captured it and is now presenting it to me as a gift ,a gift I will cherish forever. I look at her my eyes sparkling with joy, my heart filled with love. Her picture is so beautiful and she is so beautiful as she stands before me in her flowered sundress her long brown hair flowing around her shoulders, her dark brown eyes shinning with love.

The fire captures golden highlights from her hair. They seem to dance about making her look like an angel. My angel, my Kat. I'm still speechless but I tell myself, sometimes actions speak louder than words so setting my picture on the mantle, I take Kat in my arms holding her closer than I've held her before. My lips find hers and we share a kiss that sets my mind spinning I know know that the energy that was flowing between us before is love.

Our bodies blend together as one as we lower ourselves to the floor. Time seems to stand still and all that is around us becomes insignicant as we continue our kiss. My mouth wants to devour hers. I have this intense feeling that I need to be even closer to her even though our bodies are as one clinging tightly, arms wraped around each other, legs entwined, and hands reaching to pull even closer.

At last I find my voice "My dear sweet Kat, I love you so much, show me how to express that love. Love me and show me how to love you."