Slowly, oh so slowly I move toward you. Our lips are almost touching. Why can’t I go that last tiny bit? Why don’t you? We are frozen here, just a breath apart and longing fills me, does it fill you? How long have we stayed frozen like this? Just a breath away from the thing we both desire. Can’t you just move that final inch and give in to what we both need? How long must I wait? How long has it been? I feel like we have been here forever. Could it be we have? Beloved are we alive?
Bryan Thomas about 10 years ago
I like it!