A Kiss That Stops Time

Though many years have slipped away,
my mind keeps returning to you.
Time itself seems to falter—
then I see you,
and the world holds its breath again.

Evening drifts softly,
a tender bliss in a fleeting kiss,
healing the day’s scattered edges.

In the dark,
you are suddenly there—
pulling me close,
a seamless melding of hearts and warmth.
I never wanted that moment to end—
oh, sweat, sweet sweat.

It was hard to know
how to hold you,
hands trembling, unsure where to linger.
So young, so uncertain,
yet already feeling the ache,
the depth of numbness too soon.

In the dark, we melt.