Sometimes when you are
under the impression something is only a brief
rendezvous, nothing but an interlude, it has
other ideas, takes over, and becomes permanent.
touch of skin upon skin. A fleeting passionate
look. A tantalizing moment with an intoxicating
scent. Any of these things can lead to more. But
when it does and morning comes will the
attraction fade or is it possible, that which
began with something so small, could grow into
that which will last a lifetime?