Lingering Kiss

Even today the image was vivid.  His lips were tangible.  The moment replayed like a dream intruding on reality.  It hovered off afar and drifted like a bird gliding upon thermals.  Convection carried it higher until it screamed to the earth.  He leaned in and she moved to meet him.

After four hours of conversation, her interest peaked.  He was a man with charm, wit and confidence.  His looks iced the cake.  A desire to kiss him surfaced less than an hour into their verbal exchange.  With each subject discussed, the longing grew.  A smoldering ember ignited a firestorm. 

Fueled by such an ache, her playfulness flashed and her face beamed.  This drew him in.  He couldn’t imagine a more alluring countenance.  Her expression spoke volumes.  Artists throughout history want to paint such an angelic being in this moment.  None would ever succeed if given the chance.  She could never be captured.  Mere mortals could only absorb a fragment of her essence. 

As the moment of departure approached, panic filled him.  He had to have her but not as a conqueror.  Can one ever conquer a flower and not destroy it?  His mind grasped at ethereal emptiness.  Words were pitifully hollow to express his heart.  How could he ever describe the swelling in his soul? 

Beginning a new thought in their conversation, she turned to face him.  The moment called to him.  It beckoned like a lighthouse to a lost ship in the tempest.  Finally, he saw the harbor and steered to her lustrous waters.  His eyes had been fixed on hers.  They locked on her lips.  Their fullness called to him.  A kiss.  A kiss. 

Without a thought he was trapped by their invitation.  He leaned toward her and she recognized the move for she hoped for it.  It was a prayer her heart willed skyward.  Eagerness drew her forward.  It was ecstatic rapture.  Drawn to her cheek, he caressed her tenderly and let every molecule of passion flow into her from his hand and lips. 

All cabin noises ceased to exist as the whole of her being focused on his lips and hand.  Her breaths met his.  The universe passed into another dimension.  All was superfluous save that moment and what she felt.  The kiss was white hot and seared into her being.  She began to weaken, lost into the power of his lips and hand.  She surrendered unconditionally. 

Then the spell broke as he pulled away.  She puzzled why he severed their connection.  His eyes peered deep into her soul, probing its confines.  She would throw open every door and expose all hidden secrets if he would but kiss her again.  He received the message and they kissed deeply, longingly. 

Time lost all meaning until he was gone.  Forever, she counted the minutes until she was again swept into the heavens.  She only felt whole when transported outside herself.  Only when her mind’s eye felt his lips, his touch was she complete.  Always did she yearn for that lingering kiss. 

#DWP