The music floats above us in a sheer rawness
That I am a recent stranger to.
He dances between reality and fantasy,
Only stopping for a brief kiss or a proud stance.
I am amazed.
His rose-petal jealous lips evoke a strangely familiar sensation
As if we have met in an entirely different lifetime.
And I smile.
He plays the catalyst so well that I forget who I am for a moment.
His silken chin, rough with pleasing stubble,
Rubs my cheek playfully and painfully.
I cannot contain.
I feel every inch of air around me electrified with unspoken words
As if he has drenched me in longing.
And I choke.
I stand startlingly close to him,
finally slowing his intentions, in a brief surprise.
He is fantastically shocked, mouth open
Not expecting my fulfilling kiss to engulf him.
He is amazed.
He can sense my resolve, my scent in his head, my strength challenging
As if I am daring him to continue this game.
And I breathe.
