They had never known love like this before, almost surreal, celestial. Overhead, stars consummated in the dark night sky, shimmering diamonds displaying stark beauty with exuberance. It was almost as if the angelic hosts of heaven sang brightly throughout the night, igniting the darkness with a kind of overwhelming sense of awe and peace. No, they had never known love like this before: beautiful beyond measure, overflowing rivers of ethereal life, which neither had known even ever existed in such a broken world.

They sat in silence on the grassy knoll, taking in the dark surroundings of the night, star-littered sky, brilliantly illuminating their faces awash with joy. A gentle breeze breathed across their faces, tenderly rustling their hair like leaves blown in the autumn wind. They began to weep–though not in sorrow or in distress, but in joy and ecstasy. Trancelike, they stared up into the heavens, holding each other delicately in warm embrace, speaking nothing but silence, communicating nothing but the pulse of their hearts.

Night slowly awoke to dawn, ever bright and majestic. Still, they remained embraced, silent, speaking only in thoughts that were one in idea and reason. The ocean waves nearby crashed upon the beach below, rolling up to the knoll like a fine royal carpet. The salty air hunk thick about them, the smell of the sea rich and magnificent.

The two of them arose, standing, remaining embraced, holding one another, arms wrapped tight about one another like winter coats, watching the sun rise in all its brilliant colors of golden red, fiery orange, radiant pink. Their eyes sparkled with the majesty of the rising creation, glittering with awesome, wondrous glory. Beauty engulfed them. The day was anew, rising upon them, and they had risen with it, meeting it in its first beginnings.

She looked up into his eyes, her own sparking with the light of the rising dawn, and smiled with delight, nestling her head into his chest. He held her closer, tighter, with great love and tender embrace. Neither spoke a word, only the pulse of their hearts sang of the love they possessed within themselves, between themselves. Their hearts were of one mind and accord–just as their lungs breathed of the same air, so their spirits spoke the same foreign language of love, such of which they had never known before.

Walking down the knoll to the seaside, the sand, smooth and dust-like, padded the underside of their bare feet. Two lone silhouettes against the rising sun, they walked facing the sea, a gentle breeze blowing their hair.

Sparkles of sunlight danced upon the surface of the water, illuminating the waves like diamonds aplenty, rolling in great blue and green and white droves. It spoke to their souls in a language akin to that of their love, expressing the beauty they possessed within themselves, between themselves–not two individuals together, but one entity and being. It spoke of a beauty wrought from their unity as one, derived from their union in love. It bound them together even closer, wrapping its mighty arms around them gently and speaking of their immense love for one another. They had never know love of this kind before.

They stood in awe, their own eyes reflecting the sparkle of the sea, overwhelmed both by a sense of loss and a sense of gain: they themselves they had lost to find one another; no longer were they of two, separate and divided, but now were one, fashioned and melded into one being in perfect love. Speechlessness took hold of their tongues as they entered into this realm, this kingdom of love so unspeakably glorious that mere words, mere human utterance would have tarnished the walls of this hallowed hall, marring the streets of gold of this glorious city so celestial in all its majestic beauty and praise. Even praise, though, seemed unseemly in this place, as it would have come as but broken and unrefined, being spoken in the tongue of man, which is born in sin and which lives in the depths of darkness, never fully knowing or understanding, never being able to express praise for such love as this, the like of which lives untarnished in the holiest of holies. Such love as this they had never experienced–though it was more than mere experience–they had never known before–though it was beyond any human comprehension or knowledge.