I saw him across the room standing tall
Cocky, and young
I was younger too
Eyes searching,
He side eyed me, sizing me up
Maybe my body, my face, how I reacted to him?
Maybe I did the same
Dark eyes, full lips, strength
Approval, more than approval, appreciation
Of me
Smiles
And a brief conversation, a gauge
Chests swelling and heaving,
and Knowing
Yes, I want it too
The Verve
A fervor I’ve never felt before, from him and from me
We were just warm butter, melting over what we were seeing and recognizing in each other. There was this fork in the road, and was I going to come along? I could see it was littered with beauty. Wild flowers and low hanging trees, pink skies. Perfect weather and smooth stones. We were a blank canvas and if I chose him we’d color it brightly. We’d color the skyline from sunrise to the night sky. Pinks, golds, indigo, silvers, and flashes of white brilliant.
Souls yearning
An Invisible force
A voracity I’ve never seen on anyone before, and I let him pull me in
Lips touching
I can’t remember if the fire was ignited before or during the kiss
Mouth crushing and soul exploring
With every searing flick he cast on my lips, against my mouth, into my mouth, against my tongue, I reciprocated
Sweet madness
The aching
The sweet sweet aching
Yes, we’d meet again
About the Creator
Jessie
Just a woman trying to follow through on inspiration.



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