The long day was finally coming to an end all work was done it was now time to relax so I headed for Steven place as I had done many times before, hello Steve I said as I climb the steps which leads to his front room, how are things today, life is good he shouted over the noise of the music playing on his record player. Pushing her way past me, she demanded from Steven what he was doing here. I returned Steven's reply, and then why didn’t you inform me? I am sorry, he said. As they talked to each other, she hardly noticed me sitting at the end of the small table, looking at her, I felt that I had known her all my life and had loved her then. I kept silent and stared in her direction. She turns around and looks in my direction, and sharply inquires of me, saying What are you gazing at? Oh, nothing, I reply the fair lady with dark long hair, bright shiny eyes, and dark lips tormented my spirit, she sat next to the door on a stool still looking as angry as when she first came in, Hello I said to her, slowly she around looked at me then she replied yes what do you want? I was saved by Steven's quick answer, who informed her of my name and that I was a friend. Now it is too late to return home I heard her say, where do you live I heard myself say to her not excepting an answer, Patience she said and now all the buses have left, I came to cast an eye on the house for Steven who should be in Barbados only here he is, her voice was very sweet and pleasant she had even manage half a smile. She then asked me Do you come here to Steve often, Again, Steve replied Oh yes, he is always here. He sometimes even sleeps here, again, I felt that deep stir, and her puzzled face, then she said So you were the one sleeping here, yes, I said but not tonight, Steve is back. The lady looked even more beautiful now that she was a bit more relaxed, and all my eyes could see is her beautiful round face bright eyes and lushes dark lips, what are you going to do I inquired of her she looked at me I think I will stay the night and leave early next morning for home, I see I said while shuffling through the pile of record brought back by Steven. I pick up a record with the most humorous drawing on the front surface that of a reggae artist, his skinny legs with short needles all over wearing an old large underpants with a tight sleeveless shirt that causes me to giggle, What's so funny she asked. I showed her the drawing and she too started giggling, moving closer to her, I gently lifted her head and kissed her on the lips as I must have done a thousand times in my dreams, without saying a word, she looked at me and gentle smile, the AIVXUS of my love.