I moved the loose strand of hair from her pretty pale skin. My hand lingered a second too long, long enough to feel her face caress my palm and her lips press against my fingers gently.

I brought her closer to me, her scent enveloping and surrounding me. She smelt like raspberries, and sometimes when I kissed her, she tasted like them too.

I wrapped my hands around her waist, and brought my lips onto her jaw. Kissing her there gently, I savored every flavor that poured from her skin onto my lips. I brought my mouth to her ear and whispered, “I’ll be your forever, if you’ll be my always”.