It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again.

The next kiss deepened, became more urgent, needy. There was no space between them, and she could feel he enjoyed their closeness. Riley heard him moan and they reluctantly broke apart.

For they both were solitary, She on earth and he is heaven. And he wooed her with caressed, Wooed her with his smile of sunshine -Song of Hiawatha, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again.

What would you pack for Armageddon? Sunscreen and shades? Flame-proof underwear? Maybe a travel guide to the Underworld?

You will be my downfall, Riley Blackthorne.

You can't carry the world on yer shoulders, broad as they are.