Another Time, Place

I kissed his lips softly and it took me back to another time and another place.

"I want you." I thought and both said. It was dangerous to be consumed by another man. I was barely done with the one I had. Love is not a game, but that is not what I was looking for. I wanted adoration. Maybe it was vanity. But he seemed to enjoy it and he had enough to give. To tell me I am beautiful is simple enough. It's a job any man can do. But his words soothed me like a lullaby and his promises dazzled like diamonds, one on each finger. He was delicious.

"I love you." He spoke. And then there was confusion. How could I respond? I wanted that time and that place, but there was no room for love. My heart belonged to the present. And I wanted him to stop. Don't give me a love I can't fully return. Turmoil. Dilemma. Still, I lied i the interest of rushing forward.

"I love you more." Fibbing. Lying through my teeth. I do not love you, I thought. Not like I loved him, where the whole world revolved around it. He wasn't my entire soul, my entire being, like the the other man. He was temporary. But yet his kisses tasted so good.