I can’t get the image of Rachel out of my head. I vividly remember that special night. I remember laughter, energy, and happiness. These moments with her make my heart feel tender, a good tender that is. Talking to her made me feel alive. 

Aah, I take a deep breath. Then, I float, reaching a new level of exquisite awareness. I close my eyes and take in what surrounds me. And in that moment, I am infinite.

But then, I’m distraught by what I’ve lost: the possibility of love. Oh, how I love her so much! I want to hold her in my arms, stroke her air, and kiss her soft skin. I want her completely. There are many intimate moments still to share. We complete each other. Yes! I’m in love. I’m in love with a woman who’s married.