DREAMS pt.2

-I just kissed the softest lips that God has ever made-

Soft as a feather on angels wings

The sweet breath of love…the taste of It
The feeling… that nothing else at that moment could have achieved
The fear of it being the only and last time
The excitement of the possibility of it being one of many

Like when a record skips over and over, repeating your favorite part of the song
So perfect…so perfect….so perfect

the hesitation, the nervousness that instantly disappears upon contact
The feeling that at one point in time, in another life this exact moment took place

The unexplainable connection that can only be linked to the creator himself

Every emotion intertwined causing you to feel something you never experienced before
An organic high…nothing else in the universe can fulfill you like that set of lips does

And when the moment is over…

You’re so in love with the one to whom God gave those lips
You will swear that, for the rest of eternity you can kiss those lips, and ONLY those lips

And never tire…

You sigh and wake up to a lonely bed, no messages on your phone, no sign of “the kiss” ever taking place

You think to yourself, “if the dream was THAT real…”

-dismiss it? Or hold on to it?

Really….what do you have to lose?…nothing