I feel for you an attraction unlike I’ve experienced before. It has as its seeds a simple but powerful love and respect, admiration and appreciation. There is no lust, no physical pull that I feel, as if all the attraction came from beneath the skin, from some layer buried deep within. And yet, this attraction, this lustless attraction could – I feel it so – grow into something else – a physical longing, a desire for touch, for something — bodily, tangible, sensual. In short, I do not what this attraction is capable of. Perhaps that is what love is, after all: a breaking of boundaries, a discovery of unknown capabilities, a realisation of all that is possible.