We meet on the road and leave our mark as lovers.
The atmosphere is electric like the air left from a storm.
With one breath and a lonely kiss
We split and go our different paths of the crossroads.

Another week passes,
No contact just the wetness on our lips from the kiss.

We meet again on the crossroads.
Hearts fluttering with anticipation of things to come.
But once again just a kiss, deeper and longer.
This time we walk a shorter path together.

Days go by with thoughts of love and happiness.
Next time will be longer.

We meet and kiss on that short road.
This time the kiss was goodbye. Love was gone. Only memories left.
Will I walk that path again?
We will see.