Our lips were destined to meet, with the Gods as our witnesses.
They had already foreseen our fate.
The lions den, a felicitious setting for two warriors passion to be ignited.
Neptune commanded his waves to crash at our feet, to join us, mirroring the intensity between our bodies.
The water that is a part of us both, wildly swirled.
Then as swiftly as a storm brewing can shift, it serenely synthesized into a tranquil lapping as the ocean caressed the shore. 
Zeus' lightning tore through the clouds somewhere on this earth that night, which illuminated the electricity flowing between you and I.
It was as if we had known eachother in another life, another relm, another time.
And irrevocably were in perfect harmony, reunited, at home within eachothers embrace.
The way our minds effortlessly merged, the familiarity upon my lips as your tongue danced with mine.
As I dived into the layers upon layers of your energy, a synopsis, a sliver inside your soul.
My body instinctively and magnetically drawn to sink deeper into yours, to move with you, to be as one, to let you deep inside me, free to wander, to explore all that is me.
Bewitched by your brown eyes under the moonlight, I knew then and there that the Gods had designed me only for you.