Her passion burned inside of her, her eyes held the flames. Two perfect oceans surrounding two perfect volcanoes. Her smile radiated it ten fold, nearly blinding those who saw it. The way she carried herself, she was seeing more and more how she was seen by him.
He saw, and everything faded away except for her. Tunnel vision came before him, with her at the end of the tunnel. Reaching his hand out, so close to being able to feel her touch. For he knew that her touch, was all he needed to escape the darkest depths of this hell. As he neared she smiled, lighting the way through the dark so he didn't trip. With every step, she spoke drowning out the whispers beside him. With every breath he took, she sprouted a sunflower, to quell the stench of the ruinous path. With every pause for water, she flowed the rivers towards him, so he would not go without. As he neared she held out her hand, he reached as each step brought him closer and closer. Inch by inch. Until finally, they touched, and he was lifted from the path. She showed him the light, and told him that it was created from both of them. As they sat, they took in the light, gleaming with joy. There hands never separating from one another.
