Night

meeting

It’s in a moment

A glance across a smoke filled room

The sound of a voice before eyes even meet  

That makes everything seem clear

Those few moments when your still strangers

The slow progression

Leading to that first kiss

The taste of his lips

The feeling of his hand in the arch of your back

The heart races and its over

Melting in his presence

Intoxicated on every move

This emotion could it be

The silence of the morning

The smell of his hair

Last night strangers

This morning the heart is bare.

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