WRITTEN BY DAVID LOCKETT

CONVERSATIONS

  and suddenly love reappears no plan nor preparation just a subtle knock on the door with similarities and yet a notable contrast from anything I’ve felt before   I answered, she came although I knew her name her bearing of familiarity wasn’t quite the same I refrained for the longest but deep down I waited to see her in our lonesome and share a special moment   I kissed her, a mental dare obliged and accepted sinfully written in an innocent message her comfort was soothing she gave no oppose she allowed me to take her pull her in close   not sure why she came was it mental mind reading…? did she know I had fantasies of spending an evening nestled beside her...seeing where it leads? lips touching, blood rushing inside of me…   it was delicate...she was relevant feels good...why question it? we’re grown with no barriers just a mental blockage scaring us a kiss...that was all the kiss was so small yet the kiss was plenty the kiss was the beginning