Michael sat down on the bed and looked up at her.  He looked deep into her brown eyes and smiled because he could feel her from feet away.  He could feel the charm of her kissing his neck and back and smiling.  He could remember removing the electronic device from his face and feeling so free; like he was free falling, base jumping.

His heart was fluttering, and it had been so long but he dare not admit that he felt it.  He dare not admit that those words she spoke and love she gave with her hands, heart and mind modified him in such a way.  He felt as if he was empty but free.  No one wants to fall into this bottomless pit but he was tipping and was having to pull the emergency brake.  Friendship & Love.  What is the difference?  For some people the difference is everything, for others, nothing.  Where is he?  What is he doing?  Gripping onto love as he fell down the drain pipe.

It is so much fun.  He plowed through the snow with the cap of his little sled smiling and everyone was smiling back and he was very suspicious, especially of her.  However he was too distracted by the tree at the bottom of the path to notice the snow falling around him and the pine smell that filled the air as he hit the little seedlings sprouting from the deep path of snow.