By Irongirl
Submitted by Irongirl
Date: 2005 Dec 09
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Nine Times Out Of Ten

I've awoken in a daze. I can feel that I'm kissing you, with all your familiar pecks and wandering hands. I can feel your lips searching mine for absolute loyalty. I can feel your stare unearthing a a small portion of understanding. It's so wild to have you in my arms again and feel your skin so warm and alive and your smile that can bring me out of any funk. Your voice that excites me from across the room. Those hands that I noticed from a conference table meeting crossed in your lap. Those kind hands. Hands and lips and eyes that wouldn't hurt me. Ever. And I'm so happy to have this moment with you again. But is it you? Because now I look up and I don't recognize your face. I don't seem to know who you are. And we are staring as if this will be our first kiss. Will it be our first kiss? Who are you and why is there lightning shooting down my spine when our lips close in and part? I can feel this kiss throughout my entire body. This is what they call chemistry. This is what they call osmosis. But as we pull away, I notice that I've moved on and you are someone new. And it starts all over again...