"Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with light of faith, water of sincerity and air of passion.
Sometimes we make love with our eyes.
Sometimes we make love with our hands.
Sometimes we make love with our bodies.
Always, we make love with our hearts.
If l could reach up and hold a star for every time you have made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.
To love another person is to see the face of God." - Victor Hugo.
This was the feeling floating over Dylan and Leo as they pleased each other that night. For both of them, it was like a fulfilment of all the desires that they had harboured in there hearts for years and for Dylan, it was even longer.
It had taken him almost eight years to have the man he wanted to spend his life with in his arms. He wasn't a religious man per se but many were the times he found himself looking upwards and praying to that unseen God and apparently, it he had been answered.