I'm excited to kiss her
The spark wont be there
- this I know
and it's not what I'm excited for
It'll be the rush
rustling faster causing the wind to revolt with an uproar
eyes closing to escape the rain
Then
Suddenly
the bright flash of light- and shock!
Not the spark!
But the shock of pure joy surging through tissue and blood
The clapping of thunder sounding silently as eyes lift

That is the moment I wait for eagerly