“Hold tight, and I promise to do the same. We don't need a safety net Zena. We have each other.”

“Alone in the dark all we have are the supernal lights in each others eyes left to illuminate the room, the only sound our breathing.”

“Lifting, smiling back at her giggle, her relief, I tease, “If you want to bleed sweetheart, I can make you bleed. I promise if I do it will be way more fun.”

“We must have been very very bad in our last lives, cos karma's busy making macramé with us.”

“she never even wore stockings; just those bullet proof tights that you see on old maids.”

“You are my flower and I am your stem holding you to the light.”

“Kissing her again, softly, I leave my t-shirt next to her pillow.It's the silent promise that I'll come back again tonight.”