He felt.
She felt.
Skin unconditionally close, flying through the galaxies on the wings of the eternal host.

Time, physical placement, that all meant nothing.
What they experienced together, only they know.
But evenso, they remain speechless in such a endeavour.
So close, they feel the rushing huffs and puffs as they lie in seperate beds.

He was like Dhalsim, reaching halfway across the world for her love.
And yet, she anxiously awaits his next arrival.