He stared into me, as if he could see the very blood that boiled and coursed through my veins. His eyes a mirror of passion and want. One that could not be satiated. His eyes spoke volumes of his love and his commitment to me. And for once in my life, I knew love, knew passion, and knew peace like I had never known. And he was the one to give it to me. Like a man who had freed a caged bird. Only to have the bird return and stay within the secure confines of his love, for all eternity.