Take me back
To the night we met
The laziest night
I clutched my phone in my hand, staring at the address..hoping this is it
Praying for safety
I softened when I saw you, in washed out blue jeans and that scraggly hair you hadn't cut
In my mind I fast forward to your powder blue sheets
The 2 foot distance between us and the tension growing as I felt a new type of panic
Of actual, genuine, physical attraction that was reciprocated
I tried to ignore everytime you smiled at me and looked at my lips, I had to maintain my hardness
And then you uttered 'im sorry, I talk so much when I'm really nervous"
And I asked you why?
And I knew why
And then the music ceased.
you turned it on, and turned to me
You mumbled on about feeling flustered and feeling fearful of the moment where you'd lean in to kiss me
And we leaned in closer and then I just remember it so clearly.
The smiling between kisses, the way you said my giggles were sweet as you planted more kisses along my neck as I couldn't contain the pleasure that I felt from each soft kiss
Our bodies wrapped together, I was limitless and unashamed as I delicately undressed and your hands ran across my body and your lips did and I exhaled sharply as I began to notice the sensations of lips on lips and lips on skin and neck and back and chest
We did separate a few times, but you caressed my arms and rubbed my thighs and pulled me in to kiss me again ..
From hour one to hour two until 1 in the morning, we shared intimacies and laughs and sweetness and inexperience
I was free when I was most exposed and you cherished each part of me that I shared with you
You .... waited
I understand so clearly now that there was never an ulterior motive
There was never anything insidious or lustful or harmful
That this was enough for you
I was enough for you
And that I was perfect to you
"This is ok, this is perfect. I want to just do this with you"
It wasn't 'just this'
It was everything.