He missed her for the lost moments they shared…
She longed for the sweet times.. they both enjoyed..
They found solace in each other..
It felt like a dream as he played it in his mind…
He remembered sitting close to her… real close..
She smiled at him, her beautiful eyes looking gently into his…
He returned the look, eyes gazing deep searching her soul..
He leaned in closer.. almost eagerly, yet slowly…
As though trying not to frighten her..
A breath apart, they were from each other..
He could smell her scent as it gently wafted up to his senses..
She wetted her lips.. her eyes locking his..
Her heart catched on a breath as she realised it..
Any second now, he would know how she tastes..
Eyes still open, his mouth descends toward hers..
Briefly, their lips brush, a whispered hint of a touch like a butterfly’s caress.. lingering..
His whispering lips were bumping hers..
Pulling them softly..
Finally, he leaned in and kissed her lips.. slow and deep..
A second felt like an eternity..
Slowly, ever so slowly, the kiss softened, their breathing deepened, and their grasp lessened..
ps: It was a dream he had. She is a good friend of him. He’s still trying to decipher the meaning behind the dream. Anything? Something? Everything? Nothing?