And being an obsessive man he did things normal men did not! Like he knew the number of strands of hair that her eye-lashes had!

Losing myself from this world, I found myself in your eyes. And then I started living my life anew...

He began reading her eyes more deeply and passionately than the books in the library.

I did put on the record player, the love symphony of Beethoven wafted in the air. You and I made love,
last February on that amazing Sunday afternoon. And the neighbor's dog barked madly every time our bed creaked from all the gyrations that you and I could outmaneuver in our frenzy of wanting each other's body and soul!

You are the completeness of my incompleteness.

Some people are like the fragrance of flowers!