Two Eyes Cenote Reason of State

she adored to dance with him. few could match her—and she felt when they two moved that the Gods had made them for one another. her heart swelled merely due to their nearness! 
an exchanged breath. the blue of her eyes searched the lanternlight of his own. she was warmed, thoroughly, and moved by his choice of dance. slow, easy moments like these—
she had prayed for them. for him. for this. and she smiled up at him, her beautiful God, and spoke softly, what else could I ask for? with your love, I am the richest woman in the world, the truth, as she knew it. as she felt it. but if you wish to give me something—oh! let me think, and it was hard to think, when her words had been true. she was filled with so much love, so much happiness—and a great piece of it danced with her then. made her happier, and happier…
there was one thing she wished that none could deliver. an impossible to ask—but now that he knew she had all that she wished, truly, she shared this secret with him. the fellahin might hear, though her voice was soft. I want to see my father again, here—not simply in dreams. I wish for him to walk with me, that day. her mother, too, but she could not finish the words—her voice had begun to quiver, and she felt very much like a little girl then to lay herself so bare. 
she knew he was there, always—but to see him once more… to remember it entirely!