kissing you

imagination gets the best of me

i've always imagined that kissing you would feel a lot like flying
as if your lips would steal all the oxygen from my body
and that i would float around with only the imprint of your lips tattooed on mine
and my heart thudding against my chest

i've always imagined that kissing you would come naturally to me
as if our lips were wandering around looking for its other half
and as soon as they met mine they knew it would ache to be away from them
even if it were for a second

i've always imagined that kissing you would change my life
as if your lips would be the only pair i'd want brushing against mine
while your fingers caress the side of my cheek
and my hands gently find their way to the back of your neck
and work their way to the roots of your hair

i've always imagined kissing you somewhere beautiful
like we would finally come together while the sun set and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore echo in our ears
like we couldn't hold it back anymore and as we become one
the flowers begin to whirl around us during a cool summer night

i've always imagined that kissing you would change me
and i still haven't pieced together if it would be for better
or for worse

-l.m

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