Peneenan and Deliah walked along the beach the next day, amid the moonlight. The clouds above them spread out as a spider's web before the moon, and the moonlight glowed from behing them. The night was predominantly warm, as autumn was still waiting to officially begin. They walked hand in hand just beyond the reach of the water, their bare feet crunching the sand beneath them. Peneenan stopped just as there was a break between the clouds above, which had shielded the moon. Delia seemed a bit perplexed, and he kissed her on her cheek. And he said, "Come away with me, and let us touch the sky. Let's let loose the wind, which is gathered in our fists. The heaven's will be to us a cloak and garment. She seemed to think about it for a moment, and then, without reservation, she took his hand in her's again.

They gently left the ground, and she noticed that they both had wings on their backs. The wings were nearly invisible, but real none the less. And whether they were real or not she was bowing in her heart with an abandon that graciously accepted what was taking place. If she thought herself to be dreaming, she loathed waking up. They were almost sailing on the sky, and they watched the rims of the clouds pass from before them, around them, and behind them, as the light which shone on them turned from indigo to the soft cream of the moon, which was now directly before them- naked, and yet clothed still in the sun. Delia noticed herself being kissed on the cheek by the light in front of them, and her look unto Peneenan said that he was behind it. She giggled. She giggled as a grown woman who had a child living inside of her. She giggled and laughed, becoming enthralled with passion, though this was also only the beginning of pleasure.

If the staff and ark of God were within her, then she knew her heart to be budding. She watched as Peneenan's clothes shone a ghastly bright white, too ludescent to be solely from the moon. And the light was not blurry, as his lines were shaped in a clarity that was almost as clear as the air around them.

They felt warmth from the moon and stars, as they flew up and up, higher and higher. They were not exhausted from flying as they were, but they glided on, the wind behind and before them, answering every movement. By this time they both felt like compassionately kissing each other, luscious and plump lip to soft and moist lip; however, their spirits still had more in store before that.

Time, and the knowledge of it, was practically at their fingerstips, and was all but stopped. They looked at each other's faces, and took up the drama that freely flowed out from them, in midst of time's halt.

Then just as if life and love was progressing and growing through them, time would meet them perfectly in stride, offering priceless moments of affection to their young souls. Eternity gathered them in it's arms and sang to them. Every few minutes they noticed a change in life's aura, and they heard each rhythm and melody anew. After they entered into and left the upper atmosphere, as they came into space, the earth shone with an orange network of rays from the sun. They now viewed creation amidst a black back drop, the sun to their right and the moon behind them to their left. They took flight unto Neptune, and watched the stars dance. Neptune coldly raged with a blue that was absoltely genuine- made up of every shade of blue- light and dark, and everything in-between, in every way. The love that was within and around them, heated their whole selves perfectly, and still, they were coolly met with a gentle blowing of a breeze, swaddling their hair, and rippling their clothes, even though they were in space. This wind was the appropration of love and life that was entering into them, even from out of nothingness.

When they came to Neptune they beheld the ice, but with their warmth of love, they didn't share feel the cold; and thus they beheld Neptune as an exquisite canyon carved by water, or as any scenic beauty.

Peneenan, still holding Delia's hand, bowed on one knee, and said,

"Delia, maiden of every grand mood, making every sight into a mesage of granduer, be my wife, and live forever with me. See the rainbows mirrored in the ice as quartz, with the sun shining through? And the depth of the air, made blue? Choose here our wedding bands, with me, that we shall wear on the first day of our wedding, if it is your desire to do so.

Delia almost answered while he was still speaking, as her spirit raced to his. She vividly said "Yes! And forever!"

They embraced, holding each other tightly in each other's arms, their smiles radiantly radiating from out of their whole bodies.

The flight back to earth was as if being at the first step of true sensuality and pleasure. Their insides hadn't moved from passionately holding each other, even though their bodies were side by side, hand in hand.

Now, their lives were written on and within each other. Everything was seen by them, with their eyes, still with the dense makeup which had been theirs at Neptune, in the likeness that vision acquires after quickly looking away from a bright light- and it is surely real, how the looks from their eyes had overcome each other, leading them to blush- and who can say that they had known turning away from each other, as if in shyness, or schism? Only these two understood and knew the love they had for one another.