Dating : First Kiss

The car came to a gradual stop
in the middle of the street with my foot pressed heavily on the brake,
one hand on the steering wheel, one hand on the shifter.

I was already feeling nervous,
somehow I knew already what was going to happen,

and at the same time
I didn’t know what to expect.

I looked into her eyes,
then watched her lips moving
as she expressed the expected remark of gratitude

at the conclusion of our outing.

She leaned in closer to me,
signaling my body to reciprocate the lean,
because my brain surely did none of the reciprocating.

As I closed my eyes
I felt her soft lips touch mine.
My body frozen,
my mind still,
my lips slowly matching hers in movement.

She paused…
pulled back a milometer,
and lingered there for what felt like an eternity…

Her warm breath tickled my lips,
tickled my nose.
My breath was stuck in my throat,
caught in my mouth.

She was breathing the thoughts out of my head,
and I was trapped in stillness…

I felt my foot become weak on the break,
pressing down again,
I broke the trance.

She whispered goodnight onto my lips
and quickly withdrew towards the door.

I remained there,

my body leaned in,
in a trance,
in motionless,
speechless for another half moment
before returning to my senses;

reciprocating the withdrawal towards my door,
whispering goodnight,
and returning to the expected,
customary, and courteous
remarks to conclude our outing.