the kiss

Speaking without words, only through the anxious expressions over our childish faces are we able to tell what the other is saying.

My lips are greeted by the sweet taste of yours, as if it were wind ghosting over the heat of the desert sands.

Feelings of relief, panic, and lust drench my body, and I become numb and content.

I relax my muscles with ease as my lips push against yours, intertwining us in joy.

My arms slide around the words of your body, gently coddling you in my grasp.

Right now, I am in ecstasy
Right now, I am home