"My Rosa" he spoke as he was kissing me. I was flying again.
His luscious voice carried me high into my heaven. It was
better then actually flying, which I had done before, as an
eagle, as a bird of pray, free. But this wasn't even compared
to that, this sent me up into clouds of bliss. This warmed me
with the sun of love.
"You are MY Karl." I whispered back, softly. We were each
others. We where tied together by a bond, invisible, yet stronger
then anything that one could ever feel. It felt as if angels in
heaven were singing, rejoicing with our union.