I'm restless and thinking about last night.
You and I alone under the parking lot lights.
We're in the back of your car, being reserved, all I wish is that the tables were turned.
Instead of "me and Him,"-- instead of "you and Her,"-- it was just "Us." And right now all we are relying on is trust.
Both of us are taken, but we lust for each other, all I want to do is have my lips upon yours to smother.
Then it happens. I make the first move, waiting and wondering what to do.
I feel you hold your breath, I can't control myself any longer. We don't have the willpower, we can't be any stronger.
Your hand moves up my back, you bring me closer in. My forehead rests on yours, I can feel your racing pulse through my skin.
We stop -- and stare. In silence.
I bring my lips ever so lightly, and hover them over yours.
We pause, then I take that leap. I kiss you.
Unable to be in control any more, I let go and let my lips explore.
Only gently at first; cautious kissing. My hand ends up in your hair, I grab it and stop wishing.
Right there under those parking lot lights it happens, our first kiss --- The Kiss that makes your knees weak and your mind blank.
We pause again and quietly smile. We know.