The last of the candles are lit. The scent of lavender slowly floods the room. Joining my other half in the bathtub, he holds me in his arms. As he leisurely traces his fingers up and down my thigh, I lean back into his chest. Focusing on his breathing and trying to match my rhythm with his. Closing my eyes I savor his touch and the unpredictability of where the next sensation will arrive from. The only main objective tonight is to expand our senses and become one with one another. That is when true intimacy begins.