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