First Kiss

I imagined something. I wrote it. Now I have to make it happen.

I called it “First Kiss.”

Here it goes.

… with my right hand I want to touch your cheek… gently… and slide my hand behind your head, on your neck… right on that line where your hair stop…

… I want to tangle my fingers in your hair… grab them and hold them… now you are mine… you won’t go anywhere…

… I wan to pull your hair.. strong enough but not violent .. just strong enough to tilt your head backwards… now you cannot look anywhere but in my eyes…

… I want see your lips part gently and your eyes close as my face come closer to yours… so I can put my lips on yours and close my eyes too… nobody needs to see this… it has to be felt…

… and I want to get lost in this feeling of your moist tongue on mine… this feeling of breathlessness and rush… this feeling of hearts racing and pressed against each other…

… this feeling of holding you in my arms because there is no better place for you to be…

… this feeling of holding onto you with all my soul…

That’s it.

And now I am going to leave it here, why not!?

An I am going to add tags that have nothing to do with anything! Maybe. Just because.