His lips parted...
Slowly, a final breath climbed
out of him, as his chest contracted outward,
his abdomen clinched as his shoulders raised,
matching the hairs on his arms and neck...
His intentions are clear.
Throughout time his gaze has separated reality
from fictitious accounts of fantasy found in the
dreams of young men. He has been intent on
performing this moment, with these exact
actions, ever since he decided to take his
final breath.
With his final breath, he began to position
himself for the greatest challenge of his known
existence; The outcome has played over and
over in his mind and now it was the moment of truth...
Licking his lips, his nose is greeted by a minty
scent of security.
The moment had arrived.
His arm extended, his right hand opened as
his right leg bent in a downward motion
so that his knee would gently press upon
the floor...
And as their eyes connected, her lips parted...
And slowly, a final breath climbed
out of her, as her chest contracted outward,
her abdomen clinched as her shoulders raised,
matching the hairs on her arms and neck...
Her intentions were clear.
As he replayed the events over and over in his
mind, he realized all of her movements that night
matched his...all but one...for she was moving
towards him, as he took the last breaths of his own
life and entered into theirs.
