In time we'd cross each other pass just for a moment , just to take a mental note and to dissect the rare possibilities....as everything unfold....we'll look into each other eyes without a blink..... seeing only our passion....as image of our body begin to take on a lustful form....with each touch.... leading us deep into our most intimate desires: As the sound of "Summer Rain" by Carl Thomas play out in the background .... the color purple begin to illuminate.... overshadowing the passion larking within our souls....