it is even colder at the beach now & you stand behind me & rub my arms.
As we play silent crowd you inch closer to me & slowly wrap your arms around me... it could be -50 I have no idea anymore you can protect me from all.
Eventually the cold forces us to retreat to your car.
Music, laughing, playing with your hands....
Running my fingers over your arm & entertwining my little fingers in your hands... I can fit both in your palm. I feel so safe.
Come & try me I have THIS!!
D'Angelo is purring threw the speakers & we manage to stop talking for once & I'm solely entertained by your arms anatomy while you run your fingers through my hair & over my head.
Then Erykah tunes in & I rest my head on the back of the seat facing you... too shy to look you in the eye just yet.
My brain goes blank as you cup your hand around my cheek & push a stray strand of hair behind my ear. As if your hand is amazed by the touch it seems to rethink going back to your lap & instead travels across my jawline & ever so slowly over my lips..... my eyes flutter shut to conceal my utter infatuation but I suspect that my suppressed smile & my entire body language are snitching on me as you continue to let your fingers travel accross my face... from my forehead over my nose to my chin... over my eyebrows & back to my neck... your fingers are ice cold & burning hot simultaneously....
Feeling as if a tranquilizer hit me in the good spot I am barely able to lift my fingers towards your face & initiate my treasure hunt across your face... your lips being my target. So soft. So defined.
Suddenly you grab my face & pull me towards you as the world shifts into neutral & every millimeter of my body longs to be my lips as they creep closer to yours in slow motion. Jealouse of the ever so soft & cautious contact with your lips ... like opposite magnets we are drawn together & as if switching poles I draw back upon first contact.... amazed that I am not hallucinating.
I tell you you are amazing, you tell me I am beyond it.
Sparkling eyes.
My plane is leaving soon but I am more than tempted to miss it. For just one more kiss, one more laugh.
I sit back & watch you talk... my thoughts trail off.
Time has been rewinded to when I had no bad experiences, my sheet is blank there are no crinkles that need to be smoothed out. I'm still delecate though but I want to offer you the first page. Think about what you want to write I wouln't be able to take any more pages ripped out of my book because somebody acted without thought & care!
Your lips meet mine again & once again I go blank.
I kiss your fingertip & open my eyes just in time to see you kissing my kiss off your finger. You waste none.
You remind me later that neither of us is dreaming while you smile your ever so toothy smile that I will miss about you most.
Utter Content.
