A Certain Slant of Light (49 page)

  
My pain forgotten, my clothes dry and clean, I pulled James
close to me. As he lifted my chin, I felt no sensation of falling as
when I had been Light touching one who is Quick. It wasn't the
mere heat of a stolen moment in borrowed flesh. We touched
now soul to soul, both of us Light. And when we kissed, the garden rocked, floating upstream.

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