He caught a ride back Saturday afternoon with the bank representative. Things had gone even better than he'd dared hope. The Cobra had sparked a bidding war between two millionaire car collectors and he'd walked away the winner. He couldn't quite believe what the car had brought. He'd known that it was valuable, figured to get at least a couple of hundred thousand for it but nearly half a million dollars! He was in shock.

The banker was eager to have him ride back with him, eager to have the chance to talk to him, try to get him to invest his now healthy bank balance in the bank's stock investment plan. He never shut up between Austin and Houston but Joe barely heard him. Even after paying everything off he'd have over three hundred and fifty thousand dollars left. His mind refused to wrap itself around the figure, refused to accept it. It was more money than he had any idea what to do with.

He managed to detach himself from the banker at his apartment by promising to come in on Monday and talk to him about an investment plan.

He sat in his living room with the lights off. Over three hundred and fifty thousand dollars! He could have one hell of a shopping spree! He laughed suddenly. It was strange. He loved to shop, was always buying stuff he couldn't afford, now he could afford to go shopping and he didn't want to!

Sunday morning, he got up and turned on the lights, getting his checkbook out. Calling the bank's customer service line he checked his balance, still not quite believing the figure that the electronic voice read back to him. He sat down with the list of bills, payoff amounts and addresses and began to write the checks. By lunchtime he had a stack of envelopes ready to be mailed. He wrote one more check for cash. He'd mail the letters and cash the check in the morning on the way to work.

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Sunday afternoon Lundy finally crawled out of the bed. He hated to admit that he'd slept in for no other reason than that as long as he was asleep, he wasn't thinking about Joe. Standing under the shower he cursed silently as his cock started to rise and adjusted the temperature to cold. That took care of that ... at least until he got out of the shower.

Back in his room as he dressed, he found himself staring at the bed. A clip with three feathers on it hung from the headboard. His gaze fastened on it. Oh, Lord! He'd talked Joe into letting him tie him to the bed. Had tied him down spread-eagle on the bed then went to work on him with the feathers. He could still hear Joe's shrieks of laughter. He'd slowly and carefully discovered every tiny spot that would set Joe off into gales of helpless giggles until he was totally limp and breathless. Then he'd attacked him with his tongue, licking and kissing his way from the back of Joe's neck to the soles of his feet.

Finally he'd knelt between Joe's wide spread legs, bending to mark the smooth, silky globe of his lover's ass cheek. From there to kissing between the pale globes had been a tiny step, although he'd never done that to anyone else before.

He'd always drawn back with others, even Caroline, afraid of how it'd smell let alone taste, but Joe had smelled wonderful. Scrupulously clean, he'd tasted of soapy water and his own sweet musk. Levon's tongue had dipped into the tightly puckered opening of it's own accord. Joe's reaction had been incredible. He'd come completely off the bed. He'd pulled so hard on the ropes binding him to the head and footboard that for a moment he'd been suspended in mid air before Levon. His whole body trembling. His cries of pleasure echoing off the walls.

Lundy's cock slapped against his belly, his balls drew tight. With a sigh he gave in to the need, reaching down to stroke it. He hadn't jacked off this much since he was a teenager. He didn't know how he was going to survive when Joe came back to work tomorrow.

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Monday morning, Lundy went in early, wanting to already be there when Joe showed up.

Only moments after he arrived LaFiamma walked in, smiling. He spoke to Esteban, handing him an envelope then moved on to do the same with practically everyone in the squad.

Finally he came to stand before Lundy. He held out an envelope, "Here, Cowboy." He said with a smile.

Lundy reached to take it, "What is it?"

"The money I owe you. There's four thousand there. Like I said there'd be."

Lundy started to protest, "I told you to just give me the two thousand back, forget the other."

"I know and I told you no. That I would give you the four." He held out another envelope.

Lundy looked confused. "What?"

"The money that I've borrowed along, ever since I've been down here. It's all there, plus ten percent for interest."

"Joe, you didn't have to--"

"Yes. I did. When I give you this, I'm out of debt. I don't owe anybody, anything. I stopped on the way to work and paid my tab at Chicken's. This is the last debt I owe."

"LaFiamma where'd you get this money? You've been broke ever since you came down here."

"I sold the Cobra."

Sudden silence descended on the bullpen, as everyone turned to listen.

"Did I hear you right? You sold your precious sports car?"

"Yeah. I sold it."

"But---"

"It was part of the past, Lundy. Like the song says; It's time to kiss the past goodbye. Time to get on with my life. Time to start thinking about the future."

Lundy hesitated, wanting to ask what future Joe had planned but stopped himself. Finally he said, "If you don't mind my asking, how much did you get for it?"

"Enough. More than I'd hoped. I'm in good shape now. I can buy another car and still have money in the bank."

Lundy looked down at the envelopes in his hands then back up to his smiling, confident partner. He felt lost. He struggled to find something to say. "Uh, good. I'm glad to hear it." But he didn't sound glad and he didn't feel glad.

Everything had changed.

As he turned away he realized that he didn't have a hard on. After a week of getting hard every time he thought about the man, his cock hadn't even stirred when confronted with the real thing.

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A week later Lundy was even more confused. When he was with LaFiamma, on the job or off, he never got a hard on but the minute he found himself alone, with his memories of the man, his sex drive went turbo-charged. It was making him crazy.

To make it worse, he hardly ever saw Joe off the job anymore. His partner had signed up for classes at the University. He was taking a refresher course in Spanish, intent on getting certified as a translator, and now spent more time with Esteban than anyone else, jabbering away. That made Lundy crazy, too. Although he was almost certain that Esteban wasn't interested in Joe sexually, he still found himself feeling jealous of the man, imagining Joe with him, doing the things that he knew Joe did so well.

A month later after a disastrous date with Jamie, he decided to drop by the Eagle. Rusty greeted him with a raised brow and a discrete inquiry about where his partner was.

"I'm afraid that I'm on my own again, Rusty. My partner has decided that he needs 'space'." Lundy's voice made it clear that he was unhappy. He got a beer and retreated to the pool tables to think.

He'd had a date with Jamie earlier in the evening, they'd gone back to his place; started to make love. Only he hadn't been able to perform. First time it had ever happened to him. Truth was he'd been thinking about Joe ... and if he'd been thinking of Joe when he was with Jamie ... how much could he really love her? [Do I love her ... or am I just in love with the idea of being a husband ... and a father?] He moved around the table checking angles. [Eric's a great kid. I love being with him, doing things with him, acting like a dad. Am I afraid that if I break it off with Jamie, she won't let him continue to be part of my life?] He continued playing, the balls clicking steadily as he thought.

An hour later he tossed the pool cue down, still uncertain what he wanted, and walked back out into the bar. He stood at the end of the bar for a couple of minutes looking around then shook his head. [What the hell am I doing here? It ain't like I'm gonna pick up some guy and take him home or even to the back rooms. The only guy I'm interested in is Joe and I'm not even certain that that's going anywhere.] He nodded to Rusty on his way out of the bar. Minutes later he was standing beside the Jimmy. [Where to now?] It was early yet, not even ten o'clock. He wasn't ready to go home, face the silence and the memories. He could use a beer or two, maybe a friendly game of pool with a buddy. [Chicken's. Joe might even be there. Could get a chance to talk to him.] He nodded to himself and climbed into the vehicle.

Half an hour later Rusty looked up to see LaFiamma sitting down at the bar. Smiling, he quickly moved over to speak to him. "Hi Joe, Levon just--"

Joe cut him off, "Not interested, Rusty. Just bring me a glass of white wine. Okay?"

Rusty nodded and brought it over, leaning on the bar in front of Joe he said, "Wanna talk about it?"

"Nothing to talk about." Joe said, but sighed.

Rusty gave him a 'Yeah, right,' look but shrugged saying, "If you say so," before moving off down the bar.

Joe sipped his wine in silence, lost in thought, not really paying any attention to the action around him, so he was startled when someone bumped his arm while sliding onto the stool next to him.

He looked up to find himself looking into a pair of clear green eyes.

The man smiled, "Hi. You come here often?"

As a pick up line it was damningly unoriginal. Joe regarded him coolly then gave a half shrug before replying, "No. Do you?"

"New in town. First time in here."

"Been there." Joe said noncommittally.

"In that case maybe you could ..." the man hesitated as if searching for the right word then went on, "show me around?" His tone and expression indicated that he wasn't talking about being shown the city, more like just Joe's bedroom.

Joe shook his head, this was not what he'd come here for. "I'm not a tour guide." He said it bluntly, suddenly tired of the man's pitiful attempt at picking him up.

The man's face froze then hardened. He rose without another word and moved off, taking a seat at one of the tables.

Rusty drifted back to refill Joe's glass asking, "You okay?"

"Yeah," Joe muttered, picking up the glass as Rusty again moved off. The man was obviously keeping an eye on him. [Probably thinks he's protecting Lundy's territory.] He turned the glass around in his hands, not drinking, but fiddling with it while he thought. [What am I doing here? It's not like there's a chance in hell that I'm gonna let somebody other than Lundy bed me.] The thought stilled him, sobered him. It was the truth. He loved Lundy. There wasn't going to be anyone else ... ever. Which meant that if he gave up without a fight, let Jamie have Lundy without even trying to convince the man to choose him, he was accepting a life sentence of loneliness. [Oh,God, what am I gonna do?] He set the glass down, no longer interested in drinking. [Do whatever it takes. Fight for him. Find him. Show him what he'll be missing.]

He tossed a couple of bills on the bar and headed for the door. He was glad he'd finally gotten around to buying a new car. It would have been a mess to have to take a cab all over town hunting Lundy. Unfortunately he hadn't gotten the police radio or car phone put in yet so he couldn't call dispatch and ask if they had a twenty on Lundy or use the phone to track him down. He'd try the ranch first.

As soon as he pulled into the yard he knew Lundy wasn't there. The porch light was on but the rest of the house was dark. Fooler hadn't been tended to. She was still trotting around in the corral.

He sat in the car for a long moment before backing around and leaving. Maybe the cowboy was hanging out at Chicken's.

Half an hour later he parked next to the Jimmy in Chicken's lot and headed inside. Lundy was at the pool table, playing against Joe Bill. Joe stood back at the edge of the group watching and waiting for his partner to see him.

Lundy looked up, seeing Joe. There was something in his eyes, something hot and hungry. God! How he knew that look! He felt his heart jump. The pool cue slipped and he missed his shot.

Joe Bill laughed then quickly cleared the table.

Paying off the small bet they'd had, Levon turned toward Joe.

Joe walked over, "Hey, Cowboy." His voice was low and husky.

"Hi, Joe." Lundy tried to sound casual.

"We need to talk. Let's get outta here."

Lundy nodded mutely.

As soon as they hit the darkness outside, Joe slowed, reaching back to take Levon's hand, entwining their fingers.

Nearing the Jimmy, Lundy suddenly realized that they were holding hands in public. Granted it was dark and there was no one in the immediate vicinity but still ... . They'd never held hands in public before ... they'd hardly ever held hands in private. As what it might mean sank in, his heart began to pound.

Reaching the Jimmy, Joe turned, pulled him close, turning him so that his back was to the vehicle and stepping in, pinning him between his body and the side of the truck.

"Tell me what you want, Lundy?"

"What?" He meant it to be an indignant demand. It came out an embarrassing squeak.

"Tell me how you want it to be between us. Do you want to just be friends and partners?"

He moved even closer, rubbed his crotch against Lundy's letting the cowboy feel his erection, "Do you want to have sex?" he asked as his voice grew husky.

"Joe!" Lundy managed to gulp, "We're in public, for God's sake! Somebody'll ... . "

Joe ignored him, slipping one arm around Levon's waist and reaching up to tangle the other hand in the hair at the back of Lundy's neck as he asked, "Do you want me?" He kissed him gently, then went on, "or do you want Jamie?"

He leaned in, kissing him again, this time long and deep driving his tongue between Lundy's lips, plundering the cowboy's mouth.
By the time he broke the kiss, Lundy was trembling, completely loss, his cock was hard as a rock. He'd completely forgotten where they were. All he could think was that he'd do anything Joe wanted if he'd keep rubbing up against him like that.

Joe withdrew from Levon's mouth, trailing kisses around to the cowboy's ear and sticking his tongue in it, making Lundy's knees go weak as he said, "or do you want it all?"

Lundy's arms went around him, clutching at him to keep from collapsing.

Joe continued, "Cause you can have it all, Cowboy. I've decided to give you what ever you want." He began to space his words with kisses, "You can have me, (kiss) anytime you want me, (kiss) any way you want me, (kiss) as often as you want me (kiss)... and you can still date Jamie. (loooong kiss) I'll wait for you ... " He released Lundy suddenly, stepping back, breaking all contact. His voice grew firm and hard. "I'll wait six months. Then you decide Cowboy, or I'm gone."

Lundy leaned back against the Jimmy, disoriented; dismayed by the sudden change. He looked up at Joe in confusion. His brain had been shutting down, getting ready for the passionate sex that such close contact with Joe had always signaled. He couldn't focus, couldn't make any words come out. Finally he reached out a hand to touch Joe, as if making sure he was real, then at last he managed to croak. "I want you ... now. Please. I can't ... think ..."

Joe smiled. It was a self-satisfied smile, a smile that said that, that was exactly what he'd had in mind. To reduce Lundy to a point where he was incapable of thought, incapable of anything but raw desire.

He stepped back in, giving Lundy the full body contact he was starving for and slipping his arms back around the cowboy. "My place or your place?" He murmured huskily.

Lundy swallowed, hard. "Your place," he said shakily, "and you drive." He pushed and Joe backed off while he fished for his keys. He knew if he tried to drive he'd wreck for sure. He was way too shaky.

Joe knew it, too. He shook his head, holding up his keys. "The Jimmy can sit here till tomorrow." He said softly, guiding Levon around to the passenger side of his new car, grinning as he did so.

Lundy was grateful that it wasn't that far to Joe's apartment. He didn't remember much about the drive except that Joe was in as big of a hurry to get there as he was.

Once inside they went straight up to the bedroom, shed their clothes in record time and were tumbling together on Joe's bed minutes after they'd locked the door behind them.

Joe knew exactly what Levon wanted. Seconds after they lay down his mouth was wrapped around Levon's throbbing cock. It only took a few seconds for him to bring Lundy off, swallowing his cum eagerly, then sliding up to lay cuddled close to his lover.

He trailed a finger along, Lundy's jawline, "That was a delicious appetizer ... but I'm still very hungry and you look like a full meal to me. I think it's time I showed you what you'll be missing if you choose Jamie over me." Leaning in, he caught the lobe of Levon's ear between his teeth, nibbling at it.

He began to lick Lundy's neck. All Lundy could do was moan with pleasure as he continued to move downward with his licking and kissing.

As he found one of Lundy's nipples and teased it into a hard nub with his teeth, Lundy finally found enough voice to moan, "Yeah! Oh Yeah! Do that! Yes!" The last word was a cry of pleasure as LaFiamma took the now rigid nipple in his mouth, sucking it gently.

He teased the nipple for a long minute before turning his attention to the other one, licking it, once ... twice ... three times.

Lundy moaned, twining his hands into LaFiamma's hair holding his partner's head tightly to him as Joe began to suck that nipple like he had the other.

Joe's hands were stoking down Levon's sides lightly, gently, a barely there touch that sent shivers running through Levon. He gasped as one of those hands grazed his cock but passed it by to stroke his thigh instead. The other hand slipped behind his back at the waist, pulling upward, lifting his back off the bed at the waist so that he was arched up to meet Joe's lips as Joe kissed his way across Levon's belly. Joe ignored Levon's straining cock as he continued kissing and licking his way down Levon's body. He let the hand that was behind Levon's back follow him downward, lifting first Levon's ass, to arch his pelvis up to be kissed then lifting his thighs, spreading them so that Joe could kiss and lick down then back up the insides of them.

Levon's hands were still twined in Joe's hair, tugging at it gently, trying to get his lover to slide back up his body to suck on his cock. Joe however had other plans. He pushing Levon's legs up until they were almost flat against his chest, he lowered his head, nuzzling at Levon's anus.

Levon almost screamed as he felt his partner's soft moist lips plant, a tender kiss on his anus. He shuddered violently, his rampart cock slapped against his belly as he jerked. Then he felt Joe's warm, moist tongue push against his anus and he nearly fainted with pleasure as Joe began tongue fucking him there. He was trembling so now, feeling so faint, that he let his hands slip from Joe's hair to clutch at the sheets in an attempt to remain anchored to the bed. He felt like he was floating, His mind was shutting down. Joe slowly lowered his legs and began to kissing and laving his balls. Finally he took Levon's cock into the hot, moist confines of his expert mouth.

He ran his tongue around the head of it then sucked gently. Levon moaned, raising his hips to force more of his penis into Joe's mouth. Joe relaxed, letting it slide deep into his throat then slowly raised back up off it. He gave the head another gentle suck as he let it slip from his mouth. He turned his head, sucking his way down the shaft to the balls. Taking one into his mouth he rolled it around, listening to the soft moans of pleasure that the action elicited from Levon. He repeated the delicious act on the other ball then sucked his way back up the shaft to the cockhead. He licked his way around the flared head. Then he withdrew bending lower to kiss the base of the cock. He licked the underside of it from balls to cockhead then reclaimed the flared head, taking it back into his mouth. He sucked on it gently, his lips pursing, his cheeks hollowing. Then he let the cock slide back out of his mouth, turning his head to suck down the length of the shaft all the way to the base again. Turning his head sideways he sucked his way back up to the tip. When he reached the tip he let it slide into his mouth an inch or so and twisting his head sucked hard at it. He let it slip from his mouth, licking his lips, slowly; sensuously. Then he went back to the cock, beginning just above the base, he licked the length of the shaft. This time when he reached the top he didn't take the tip into his mouth, instead he let his lips slide across it, turning his head sideways, he sucked down the length of the shaft. When his lips reached the base he reversed directions and sucked his way up the shaft to the tip. He began to bob up and down on it sucking it hard and fast the way that he knew Levon liked.

Levon was moaning wordlessly now, his hands were on the back of Joe's head, his fingers tangled in his lover's hair as his hips jerked upward in time with Joe's sucking. He could see the look of intense pleasure on Joe's face as he took the cock deep into his throat sucking, hard and fast now, his head bobbing over the cock as he worked to bring his lover off. He was completely focused on draining Levon of every drop of cum in him. He kept his mouth clamped tightly around the head of Levon's cock until it went soft, determined not to lose a single drop of the cum.

Levon sighed contentedly, letting his eyes drift closed as Joe slid back up to lean over him and kiss him gently. Then he heard Joe chuckle.

"Huh-uh, Cowboy. You can't go to sleep yet. I'm not finished with my demonstration!" He rolled off the bed, tugging Levon to his feet, "Come on, a shower'll wake you back up."

"Boy, you done demonstrated enough. I'm plumb tuckered out!" He protested weakly but got up, letting Joe guide him to the stairs and down.

In the bathroom Levon leaned against the wall watching his lover through half closed eyes as he adjusted the water and diverted it to the showerhead before coming back to guide Lundy into the tub.

In the tub Joe firmly backed Levon under the spray.

The cowboy's eyes opened wide, "Dammit, Boy! that's cold!"

"Well, warm water wouldn't wake you up!" Joe crowed with laughter, but reached around Lundy to turn the hot water up managing full body contact in the process.

To his amazement Levon felt his cock start to rise again.

Joe leaned back, looking down to survey the situation, "My, my, and I thought you said you were tired!" He teased.

Lundy pulled him close, "I am tired. My cock's got a mind of it's own, though."

Joe chuckled, reaching down to caress the stiffened organ, "I think I like the way it thinks." He grinned.

Levon drew him back in, trying to steal a kiss.

Joe pulled back, "Nope." He chided. "This is my demonstration. You don't get to do anything but enjoy it. And right now, I'm gonna demonstrate the proper method of bathing one's lover." Leaning in, he reached up to stroke Levon's hair back then began to gently lick his partner's face.

Lundy moaned.

Reaching around him to find the shampoo, Joe thumbed it open while continuing to kiss and lick Levon's face. He poured some out into his hand and reaching up, began to wash his lover's hair as he stepped back, pulling Levon with him out of the stream of water. He massaged the shampoo into Lundy's hair, taking his time, bending to plant an occasional kiss on Lundy's lips or to lick his lover's throat as he did so. After several minutes he nudged Lundy back under the water and rinsed his hair only to repeat the performance with a second shampoo and then with conditioner.

When he was satisfied that Levon's hair was thoroughly cleaned and conditioned he started on his lover's body. Taking a bath sponge and lathering it up with soap he started at Levon's throat. He began to wash his lover's front with long, slow, sensuous strokes, taking particular care with the hard little nubs of Levon's nipples, brushing over them repeatedly, till his partner moaned every time he got near them with the sponge. Then he nudged Levon back under the water and rinsed him, bending to kiss and suck on the nipples as the water ran over them.

Turning Lundy around but letting him remain under the spray, he washed his back with slow, circular strokes, stopping frequently to kiss and lick Levon's shoulders and nip at the bony ridges of his shoulder blades.

Leaving his lover's crotch and ass for last, he knelt and washed Levon's legs and feet. As he washed the thighs, he paused from time to time to kiss and lick them, placing a small hickey on each before finally putting the sponge aside and lathering his hands to bath Levon's cock and balls.

Lundy moaned loudly as Joe's soap slicked hands began to massage his balls. His partner rolled the taut organs between his hands, kneading them gently as Levon spread his legs to give him better access and arched forward, thrusting his hips out in encouragement as Joe's hands moved up to his now rampart cock, stroking it ... slowly.

Just when Levon thought Joe was going to let him come, his lover released his cock, tugging at him to turn around. Reluctantly he obeyed.

Joe took the soap, re-lathering his hands before running the bar up between Lundy's ass cheeks. Putting the soap aside he washed the crack and the tight pucker between it thoroughly. Then after rinsing it he bent forward, planting a long deep kiss on the pucker, gently thrusting his tongue inside.

"Oh, God, Boy! You're killing me!" Lundy gasped, clinging to the front wall of the shower as his knees almost buckled with pleasure. "That's so good!"

Joe stood up, wrapping his arms around his partner, kissing his neck and nibbling at his ear, "Guess what, Cowboy."

"What?" Lundy groaned, helplessly.

"It's time for the main event." Joe chuckled.

"I don't think I can survive much more." Lundy sighed.

"All you gotta do is lay back and enjoy." Joe chuckled.

Guiding Lundy out of the shower, not bothering to dry him, Joe led him into the living room. Leaving him stand in the middle of the room for a moment, Joe went to the stereo and put a CD in the player, setting it to the track he wanted then quickly returning to Lundy. He led him to the coffee table as the music, a hard rocky beat, started.

Lundy looked askance as Joe indicated he should lie back on the table. "Why the coffee table?" He asked as he got settled.

"Because," Joe said, grinning, "it's the only place I can do this." He stepped over Lundy straddling both him and the coffee table and slowly lowered himself down till he was sitting on Levon's hips. Reaching over to the couch he fished between the cushions coming up with a tube of lube.

"Thought It was still there," He slid back to lube Lundy's cock before rising up, guiding it between his ass cheeks, lowering himself on it. Tossing the tube aside he reached out for Lundy's hands.

Levon reached up to meet his hands and Joe twined their fingers together as he began to move to the beat of the music. His hips dipping and swaying like a belly dancer's, rocking back and forth, side to side, up and down, he rose above his lover, his weight completely on his legs. The only connection between them the cock he was sliding up and down on and their entwined hands. He danced to the music, riding Lundy's cock to the driving beat.

Levon stared up at him, unable to take his eyes off him. Joe's skin glistened with water, it ran down his body. His hair still wet from the shower, slung water as he tossed his head, moaning with pleasure. His body trembling as he danced, his hands tightening and loosening, he writhed above his lover. He was incredibly beautiful. Lundy couldn't hold back. He came, exploding with a force he didn't think possible, filling his beautiful, incredible lover with his seed.

Joe crying out in pleasure or perhaps joy, came too, his cream splattering across Levon's belly before he collapsed on top of him.

For a long moment he lay there too exhausted to move, then slowly he sat up and rose off Lundy, drawing his equally exhausted partner to his feet, moving them to the comfort of the couch, knowing they were both to worn out to make it up to bed. He sank to the floor, sitting between Lundy's feet, resting his head on one thigh as he languidly stroked the other leg with one hand.

For a moment neither stirred. Then as the song he'd danced to ended and another began, Joe raised his head and looked toward the stereo then at Lundy.

Levon, sighing contentedly, let one hand drift down to stroke Joe's hair, "Let it play, Baby." He murmured. Leaning his head back he closed his eyes and listened to the clear pure music and the soaring vocals.

[I believe in true love, I believe in forever
I believe someday, somehow, we will be together, forever.
Just you and me
In love,
Pure love,
True love
Forever love
In sweet, sweet ecstasy.
Just you, and me
Together,
Forever,
In sweet ecstasy.]

The End