Romance is a beauty too intense for a bystander to behold for more than a moment, yet it refuses to release you before your eyes have drunk deeply from it. Each passing moment you view draws you in deeper into the intimate space, unsettling and exhilarating you at the same time. Subtly the scene fills your soul with mirth dangerously close to bursting, releasing you just in time before it does. Such is the beauty of God.

Carl

Pro 30:18,19  Three things are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I do not know: the way of an eagle in the air; the way of a snake on a rock; the way of a ship in the middle of the sea; and the way of a man with a maiden.