It wasn’t
just a kiss. It was so very much more. It was an energy that began somewhere
deep inside my body and electrified every inch making the hair on my arms stand
up and notice. That kiss. I didn’t want it to begin. I wanted to savor the
breath of someone’s lips so close, but not touching. Waiting in sweet
anticipation for that moment by which all moments would be defined from this
point forward.
Nothing could
– or should – be this exciting.
Fear,
longing, desire burning every inch of my being and bringing me almost to my
knees. My head was enveloped in endorphin heaven. I was sure that, if I opened
my eyes, I would only see the bright white light on the other side. This is
supposed to happen to someone half my age. This isn’t supposed to happen to me.
And then it
happened. Softly teasing at first. Let’s stop and feel this for a long savoring
moment in time. Everything was teetering on the edge of collapse like a
building in that split second before implosion. The button had been pushed. The
detonation began. Yet, the doomed monolithic structure had not yet begun to
fall in a crescendo of rock and debris with its beams buckling beneath.
Like my
knees.
His eyes
were blue. No. More than blue. They were the skies and the seas that looked
beyond me into my soul. I was powerless against this force of nature. No
seawall in the world is strong enough to contain this.
And then
the building began to crumple under the weight of passion. Standing in the
early morning sweet Miami sun. We were on the edge of the bay with that
intoxicating cocktail of warm, humid, sweet and salty air. All of it designed
to fuel the fire in my soul. So warm, soft and irresistible.
I succumbed
to the desire and with much abandon fell into the depth of that kiss allowing
his mouth to press against mine. All hell broke loose after that. Thought
ceased, time stood still and the building tumbled hopelessly to the ground. I
wanted this moment to never end.
© DD Corbitt
© DD Corbitt
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