As her lips pressed to his face he was taken by the sincerity of her words, for he too felt them deep within his heart.  A sigh of relaxation passed his lips as her face parted from his and he whispered “Let’s go then, take my arm and I will steady our path to the water’s edge.”  Feeling very poetic and so very much in love he couldn’t help but speak in such strange phrases, they felt so natural…so right.  He slipped to her side and caught her arm in his and led the way back to the shore, each step reveling more of their naked bodies to the air, sand and waving palms that lined the beach before them.<br/><br/>As the waded from the salty brine of the Pacific they walked to the outcropping they had made love by, he leaned over a swept up her clothes, offering to help her put them on over her wet skin, and being allowed the honor.  Soon she was straightening the fabric of her outfit, and he slipped into the pants and shirt that had covered him during dinner.  He picked up both pairs of shoes and held them in his right hand as he again held his arm for her to take.  As she did he slipped his hand to hers and intertwined his fingers to hers for the journey back to the hotel and a time of peace and content they would share for the night.  He wasn’t sure if they would again find the energy to make love, but it didn’t matter, for that was only a topping on the cake they both shared now…a cake best named ‘angel’s food’.<br/>