" Love
Later when her breath caught pace and became irregular, I looked for a level place. Sofa. Carpet or Bed? Yes bed. The bed was waiting for us since times..I lifted her STIMULATED TENDERNESS up in my arms and took her to stone age. To be one with her. To race with her. On the way of desires. In the transition, she lifted herself up and kissed me, her arms looped around me, her hair suspended in the air. "

― Jamaluddin Jamali , From History to Chance