Sweet Sacred Union.

Winter night. Freezing cold. Outside. Magic snow flakes ready to fall. Bravery of falling stars. Big city of dreams. Where the impossible becomes possible. A cosy table. A couple holding hands. Skin to skin. Fingers caressing. He looked at her. With eyes of love. Touching her soul. Deeply. Madly. Wanting her. Undressing her. Sexy personality. Their conversations were magnificent. As always. Same wavelength. Aligned. A match made in heaven. Sweet oneness. Delicious chemistry. She felt his warm tenderness. Like the sun shining on her body. Triggering memories of hot summer days at the beach. Relaxing ocean waves rolling in. Again and again. Hearts in love. Tango dancing. Living the moment.

The chocolate cake was calling upon them. Slowly. Soft seduction. Color. Taste. Smell. Melting moments of magic. He looked at her sensual red lips. Moving. Hugging dark chocolate layers. He wanted to kiss her lips. Feeling her warmth. Right now, right here. He realized that they were in a public place. He had to be patient. She could read his mind. She laughed. Playfully answered. Naughty style. She loved him more than words can describe. He had what it takes to turn her on. She always wanted a man like him. He always desired a woman like her. They were lucky. They had found each other. Grateful recipe. Happy togetherness.

He had a secret plan. Tonight he wanted to ask her to be his wife. Sacred union. Forever in love. He asked the cook to put a golden ring in the cake. The restaurant cooperated with grace. She would be thrilled. The music was wonderful. The audience ecstatic. Men and women dining together. Candles. Love. Light. A night to remember. Filled with harmony and peace. Her black high heels touched his brown shoes. Feet connected. Grounded. She took another piece. Suddenly she stopped talking. Her silk hand removed a special object from her delicious mouth. Chocolate covered. She cleaned it. Shining beauty. Jewel discovered. She was totally surprised. He knew her so well.  

She scanned his face. He had the most beautiful expression. A stunning moment arrived. Spotlights on the table. Two people living a dream. The candles danced. Light shaping little hearts. Eliminating all shadows of darkness. Past gone. He whispered the question. She still remembers every word of it. Every gesture stored. Eternal treasure. Her reply was evident. She moved her lips. He knew instantly that it was a wholehearted yes. Yes!!! She felt how he protected her heart. Always. Forever. Her choice was clair. He deserved her deepest love. From day one, he gained her trust. He never lost it. Delicate and true.

The audience saw it happening. A party of joy. Champagne bubbles. All around. Glasses refilled. Neverending abundance. Exciting voices. Clapping hands. Couples moving closer. Impressed by the event of sweet sacred union. Music getting louder. Forgetting the world outside. Soul love trust. She was more radiant than ever before. He was so handsome. Their happiness spread like a burning fire throughout the whole restaurant. Warming up before the graceful wedding. They informed family and friends. They sent congratulations. Dancing the night away. He prayed that they would live happily ever after. A dream coming true. He wanted her so badly. Craving her lips. Sensual delights. Crowned. In heaven.  

Sweet Sacred Union. By Liesbeth Leysen