I wondered for the longest time what it would be like to kiss those lips. Would it blanket me fully or barely touch mine? I wondered if I would feel some sort of insane bliss run through my body, awaken my soul and remind me that there was someone better for me out there. I stared longingly for many days, all while crafting conversation and envisioning his hand in mine.
His lips were perfect. They were plump and had a round shape to them, but still distinctly the shape of lips. His lips were mixed with mocha and a small hint of pink against his caramel body. It made me hunger for those lips, pressed against mine. They looked so soft, so irresistible to the touch. If I kissed him, would I ever be able to pull away?
For days, I stared longingly as he bustled around the kitchen. I probably looked foolish all day long looking so directly at him, but how could I not? Those lips called my name! All I wanted was one kiss, but I knew once I had one, I would want more. His lips folded perfectly when he smiled at me and his laughter matched his sparkling eyes. Each day grew harder not to pull him aside and ravage his lips like a savage. Oh, those lips…
He went outside to take out the trash, and I was near the door. It was the door that separated an imaginary world from reality. I prepped myself to leave for my car, to maybe run into him outside before I left. I took one big breath of confidence and stepped out into reality. He was walking towards the door. There was an awkward pause and then conversation began. It ended with a simple goodbye and as I was turning to my right to go to my car, he flew right in and pressed his lips against mine, just for an instant.
I felt like I had lost a sense of reality. For a split second those lips touched mine and I fell into a crazed bliss that fulfilled all of my hopes and wishes. It was all that I had been wanting. They were soft, sweet, and fit mine perfectly. Those lips touched mine. Even if it was only for an instant in time, I felt like it had lasted forever. He walked away with a smile on his face, as I stood dumbfounded in the parking lot near my car. Oh the magic of that single kiss, so fantastic and so sweet.
Oh his lips, his lips against mine.