The passionately tender scene of two lovers belongs to those stellar moments that any of us would have wished time being stopped and frozen. Passion is ephemeral, something intense at the same time fleeting, like a shooting star that has already disappeared over the horizon when we are still making a wish with closed eyes.
He approaches slowly toward her trying to silence his footsteps that reveal his longing to see her. The footsteps become more noiseless as he gets closer, but he fails to pacify the heartbeats due to the uncontrollable excitement and happiness. He embraces her from the back, holding tightly her thin waist feeling the softness of a woman. With his chin on her shoulder, he whispers in her ear “Happy Valentine’s Day”. “Everyday is February 14th as long as you are by my side,” she answers staring fondly at his blue eyes. “Before I kiss your soft lips, I want to show you my heart.” She unbuttons his coat with her delicate fingers as if she was holding a crystal heart. A beautiful rose appears in front of her eyes. “This is the rose in my heart which is You.” The emotion after hearing those honey words cannot be describable by simple words, but the way how they look at each other says everything about their romance, something that reality tries to kill so many times. In the middle of desire, they kiss each other with all the passion in the world, a long lasting kiss that is not less tender than the legendary kiss of Cupid and Psyche.