January 21, 2008

Into Dust

Staring long into her eyes, it still amazes me that she's here. We're all alone, and she's sipping on her glass of wine. As she sets it down, I can see the faint trace of her lips on the clear glass edge. It mesmerizes me. I lift my gaze up again, and stare at her lips. The shape matches so well. I shouldn't think that. Of course it matches. Those were her lips on the glass... Her lips... they curl into a smile. And I realize why she smiles. She's noticed... She saw me staring at her lips. I look her in the eyes, and I try to smile.
Oh, God... how silly I must look. I must look so dumb in her eyes right now. The smile fades away from my face, and with it, comes the realization that hers is also gone. I know it must be awkward... but I just can't help staring at her. Her eyes draw me in.
I lean towards her, as if to see her eyes up closer. She is SO beautiful... I close my eyes, and imagine us in a thousand places, always together, holding hands and smiling. I can feel her breath stir the air in front of me as she leans closer across the small table. Before I can question what to do, or get a chance to open my eyes, our lips come together, as butterflies start to rustle inside my stomach. I feel like the world is spinning. I feel like I'm upside down and inside out. My mind tries to cope with the fact that SHE is kissing me.
It's been so long. I've wanted this for what seems to be an eternity. And now it's come true.
As we slowly drift apart, I open my eyes, and look at her as she is still, savoring the moment, with her eyes closed and lips puckered. As she comes to and opens her eyes, her gaze glitters, and she shyly smiles. She reaches out and takes my hand from across the table. I caress her palm, and smile back. She leans towards me, and kisses me again, and again, and as we draw closer together, the wine glasses spill on the table, falling to the floor and breaking, but we are too close together to care, and too far to hear...