In the moment…

 It was the way her eyes lit up when I said,  bottoms up. I knew she knew the night would come to us necking more than a bottle touched. Moving slow through the hours was as brutal on the heart with her in my sights. And so we kept thinking, was is it time to turn the lights off and begin the feeling in real life? As we did lil things to play in a moment to flirt with giggles that moved smiles. But lol did we know where we’d be come daybreak that made it all worthwhile. The things that carried over into the light of day were between a blessing and a dream. Just to awaken without a stranger that had to go elsewhere like a thief stealing hit the just east found. We felt the motion move us the moment we met. We could’ve been anywhere in the world and still wound up side by side. Bcuz the way she opened up helped the man in me define a better sense of life. And how I was able to just be me gave her reason to believe I was different than everything she’s ever known. As we laid until noon conversing and sharing ourselves so a unique mental visual could be shown. In rare form she was better than being all done tip. As she complimented who I was without an ego. That first day had us both feeling like we finally stumbled upon home. That truly turned into a week's end showing vulnerability to ease up for s bit. I've seen the expressions she couldn’t hide that I identified as her and I in s moment of pressed lips. And just before I had to go back to where I’m which I came from she asked if I was coming back. But that was rhetorical for I was never leaving for her to linger on my past…