The words the professor is speaking are fading faster and faster into murmurs of nothingness.<BR>The classroom and its environment becomes blurry and fades away.<BR>I see and hear other images.<BR>I see us alone in a room.<BR>We are seated, close, on the bed.<BR>You are holding my hands.<BR>You open your mouth to speak to me, and I quickly lift my finger to your lips.<BR>"Shhhh" I softly say.<BR>You turn and look at the roses on the pillow.<BR>Then, you look deeply into my eyes.<BR>I open my mouth to speak, and you let go of my hands, lifting your index finger to my lips.<BR>Softly you say, "Shhhh."<BR>Your hand moves to my hair and you caressingly run your fingers through it.<BR>Slowly we move toward each other,<BR>Until our lips touch.<BR>Suddenly, I realize I'm trembling.<BR>The class is asking questions.<BR>I do not understand what the professor is explaining.<BR>I've broken a sweat, and my body is trembling.