Kiss

He walks so slowly.
I walk slower, in place of his shadow
That I can’t help but not be able to see.
I smell him as I linger onto his presence,
His showered smell,
Excites me, thrills me.

We will sleep,
Simply sleep once we enter his house,
It’s our way of making love to one another.
I fail to kiss him,
Forget, how bad I want too.
I just can’t, it hasn’t happened in my dreams yet.

How I act in my dreams, I act the same when I am awake,
Young, real young minded.
Your mine, yet I still find myself crushing over you.
In my dream world, I see you so much more.
Daily popped up visits.

Stretched out, as you are knocked out,
Finger in your mouth, eyes closed.
I kiss the side of your lip
There is no dream, it’s just us.
Finally,
I am no longer afraid to fall.