I look into your eyes and I feel lost and found at the same time. I know that I am safe when I look into your eyes. The crackling tension between is electrifying and pregnant with promises of what’s to come. You raise your hand as if to wave goodbye and for a split second I am afraid that our spell is broken and our moment is over. Intuition takes over and I touch my hand to yours. Palm against palm. I can taste the air your breathe on my lips. The heat of your hand seeps into me. So much intimacy in one small gesture. I lick my lips and see your eyes darting to my mouth. Everything happens in slow-motion. Everything happens too fast. Your soft lips touch mine. Our hands – fingers entwined fall down, almost touching my hip. The kiss intensifies. Your tongue flitters against mine, chasing it, tasting it. It’s hard to breathe and to think. Ever so slowly, you pull away. Your breath is laboured too. I avert my eyes, looking at our hands, and I smile. I don’t want to overthink but your kiss is lingering on my lips, tingling. Yearning for more. More. More. It was only a kiss. But it was also so much more. Our hands separate and you take a step back. We are back in the real world, standing on the pavement in front of my home. I notice the cold and shiver. “I better get…” I don’t finish my sentence, only motion to the door. You nod, ready to turn away. “I should…” you don’t finish your sentence either, just nod in the general direction of the street. I don’t know what to do. I am not good with goodbyes. “I’ll call you, alright?” I nod. There must be something better to say, but my mind is blank. You smile and touch a lock of my hair on my shoulder; the you turn to leave. My fingers rise to my lips where I can still feel your kiss. It was only a kiss. But it was way more than just a kiss. It was a promise of something new. I watch you getting into your car and drive away. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I fish it out with two fingers, ready to be taken out of this blissful emotion. “I told you I would call” you say and I laugh out loud. “Yes you did”. I make my way up to my home. I am sure that I will not sleep a lot tonight, but it doesn’t matter; I am with you.
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438 words – 11 minutes
reflections of an unquiet mind 