As fun as this thread is, it's even better when you imagine you're Willow:
Dawn's in bed, Buffy's god knows where, the house is quiet. Your in your bedroom, trying to get ready for bed, but your mind keeps wandering as you look around the room. You can't help thinking about this amazing girlfriend you used to have. Your girl, your Tara. She's a beautiful woman, with a beautiful body and a beautiful soul. And she's your one and only, a lifetime of lovers wrapped up in one life-long love. You've trusted her, opened yourself to her like no one else. When you close your eyes, you see only her. Soft and beautiful, you've never known a gentler shade of blue than her eyes. Tara-blue. Over and over again you've quietly shed your clothes and slipped naked into her Tara-blue pools of tranquil love.
She was the best you ever had and you tried to deserve her, but .....you blew it, the way people do. You were desperate and afraid you'd lose her and, in trying to keep her always, you acted badly, chose unwisely and drove her away. Maybe forever. Maybe not.
You've resigned yourself to be patient, or at least try. The most important thing is not to rush her, not to scare her away. Baby steps. Baby steps to reconciliation.
One night there's a knock on your bedroom door. And she's there. She's really there. And before you know what's happening, she's saying something about kissing you and maybe this is real and maybe you're just imagining it. Then she takes your hand and pulls you to her, and -- oh God -- her lips are gently touching yours, moist and full, the most delicious taste you've ever known. Wrapped in her arms you feel her breathing deeply as she parts her lips, the tip of her tongue finding yours. Eventually, she sits down on the side of the bed, laughing at the astonished expression on your face. As she laughs, she tosses her head, the long tresses of her hair sliding back and forth across her breasts. Following your thoughts perfectly, she lowers her face and slowly looks up at you moving only her eyes. A half smile creeps across her face making you ache and crumble inside with a desire and a love you cannot contain. You lean over and turn off the light.
Undressing you in the dark, you feel her feeling your skin beneath her strong hands. You quiver as each touch sends a shower of electric sparks arcing into the night. The sparks fall, landing all around you, landing on moist, bare skin. Sparks and sweat mix to form rivulets of flowing electricity, dynamic, alive. As your bodies mingle, pools of electric blue form beneath you, surrounding you, supporting you. She comes home to you.
Early in the morning, arms and legs still tangled from the night, you awake first. You slip out from under her quietly and run down the stairs and into the backyard where you pick a single Eve's-tear lily from its flowering bed.
You creep back into your warm bed, careful not to wake her. You softly brush the flower against her cheek, along her neck, down to the small of her back, perfuming her with its scent before finally slipping it under her pillow and whispering in her ear. No spells, just whispers and love.
[sorry it's so long, but what else is there to do waiting until 4/30?]
Peace! 
...Someone mentioned that Amber and Aly occasionally peruse these boards, im thinking yowza if they take heed of these posts and use some of your ideas in the upcoming love scene 
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at: 4/2/02 10:55:41 am
yay!! chino6069, if you go to the pens, find Final Exam, that's the best i've read so far... i hope that's of use to you.