It had taken, it would seem, all of their lives for them to get to this one glimming point. There is a certain beauty to the ever going mating pursuit between male and female humans. She knew exactly what he wanted from her and he had exhausted every fibre of game in his very genetics to whoa her. A beauty so intricate and delicate yet it manages to bring the finest of weakness from both him and her. Naturally he had never even managed to lick the wet off her eyes when it was evident that their story was a rather complex one. Deemed complicated even to the gods that brought together. Their union was even absurd to the altars of hell. nothing more than a joke uttered by cupid himself. From the first moment their aura's fluxed it had been a matter of chemistry. The kind that filled his lungs with euphoria each time he saw her. A chemistry that caused the ego from her lips to neutralize. Each encounter left them gasping anxiously for the next. He knew that without her the pollen of the flowers wouldnt smell the same anymore, summer would surely lose her sweetened giggle. To her... he had become the very blush of her roasted cheeks. Without him her soul would be sad again. The universe just had to place things into that cruel order. Their stories are better told separatly...i guess...