Reflection of the sinner's affection.

It was the weirdest thing. I heard his voice and instantly became aware to things I had previously missed. My senses became heightened and I smelled him from where I stood. Like I often do in my dreams. I greeted the tribe that raised this King and felt the love of my own. That was power. I kissed him. He kissed me. I went on to greet his best comrades with a holy kiss and hug. God's children are we. All day. Every day. As he came towards me I felt my heart began to speed up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I embraced him secretly never wanting to let go. So we kissed. Later on he felt me up like the blind reading brail. I lost myself in the amazement of love see because I could feel it. I could feel the emotion inside of these two beings and it sent chills up my spine. But verbage remained suppressed. Captive of pride. He stared into my eyes and I in his, as I fought back tears of joy. How could this be. How could a soul be the complete equal to mine. I'm afraid so I look away. He wrapped me up in his arms and slid his hand down to my ass. I caressed his sower. I missed you.