We were laying in each others arms,
I felt his lips brush my forehead, cheek and nose,
Faintly felt his lips touch mine ,
But I wasn’t quite sure, so faint, so close.
So I shifted a bit and leaned down,
Kissed him as awkwardly as only I can,
This brown eyed innocent person,
This adorable and caring man.
I giggled and sighed, confused.
But we kissed again and it felt less tense,
A little more comfortable,
Like it was starting to make sense.
And yes, it started to leave me breathless,
and no, I didn’t want to quit.
But he’d never held his lips to anyone’s
So I let him process it a little bit.