She feels so small and defenseless in his arms. Her fragrant hair blows over his eyes and face. She is so warm and close to him that he is urged to press his face against her neck. He wants to walk away with her into the desert, right this moment, to some place, any place, where no one will ever find them.
Her deed tonight has won his heart, and he longs to be with her always, protect her, and carry out even her smallest wish. Her one arm is flung around his neck, and her beautiful head is lying intimately against his chest. It seems as if she had belonged to him for many years, as if they are not strangers and if they will never be able to bid each other farewell.
“You must not stay away for long,” he hears her saying through the murmur of the wind. “I will wait on you every second, and
