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By Gala Submitted by Galadrial Date: 2001 Aug 05 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.05.11.54.1622]] |
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I will tell you first, and maybe then you will tell me when it was that you first flirted with the idea of tasting my kiss. I admit it crossed my mind and I carefully tried to conceal it, not wishing to put you in that awful spot where someone looks at you with shining eyes and you have to say no. I did not think of your mouth, tried not to wonder what your tongue would taste like, and when you lightly suggested a kiss I tripped over my own feet. My left foot went OH YEAH, and my right tried to run away, spilling me to your feet. So you brushed me off, made sure I was unbruised and thirty second later i was in your arms trying so hard to pretend that I had not quivered for it, blushing like a schoolgirl, and trying so hard for casual. Oh, I knew that "one little kiss" would not be the end. Knew that when my lips opened under that soft tender pressure I was lost in a cloud canyon, dipped in cotton candy of the senses, and floating like a helium balloon with just your arms to hold me down. Thank you for knowing that the tremble to me wasn't fear of you--- just myself. Thank you for the sweet gift of a kiss that peeled me gently, and made me stop dancing away if you got close enough to touch. And thank you for feeling all the things I had no words for when you kissed me. Thank you most for loving me so completely that the games ended and let me love you past the fear, past the red cheeks, and stammered dancing. It has been forever since my last confession. Am I forgiven? |