Make love to me,” she whispered. “If you make love....

“ Make love to me,” she whispered. “If you make love to me then it is two of us. There is just one of him when he takes my blood, but we are two.” “We are two and more than two,” he whispered in her ear, and then he lifted her and carried her to the bed. ”

Louise Murphy

From : The True Story of Hansel and Gretel