My arms wrap around you like a vine clinging to an oak tree. I breathe you in, filling my lungs with the heady scent of time itself; that intoxicating aroma that never fails to ignite the fire in my soul. Your cool touch tempers the boiling heat in my blood making me stronger. Three hearts pound together setting the rhythm of our romance. It’s hard to believe this is really happening. For centuries my emotions have been in turmoil, but cradled in your arms it feels so clear. You have turned resentment, abandonment, and anger into joy, acceptance, and love.