It was dark. Dusty. Particles floated and danced in the air. I walked through a dark and infinite tunnel. The walls were a grey colour, grungy and worn. Then, I saw him.

He saw me.

We looked into each others eyes, as a dark blue light gleamed from his to mine. He walked towards me as I walked towards him. We both paused when we were about a foot apart. We stood there, face to face, without even a hint or glimmer of movement. I wanted to hold him. To finally touch him - the only thing my body yearned for and had been yearning for since our first encounter. My blood rushed. My legs ached. My beating heart echoed in the silence.

Suddenly, I realized that I was in a dream. A flood of emotion drowned my every thought, my every nerve. I felt that he knew he was dreaming, too. That our minds somehow crossed in this surreal, subconscious world.

We stepped closer to one another. Our lips touched. Every feeling, every fluid, every emotion wrapped inside my physical body, melted. He kissed my neck. I kissed his. His embrace was warm, his embrace was...real.