The Love and Lost Quartet - Part Two - First Kiss
summer before freshman year
stargazing from the muddy banks
of a class celebratory bonfire
across the roaring river
multiple guitar melodies
competing with the sounds
of joyous screaming and laughter
as well as the usual night life
ever the outsider
all alone in the crowd
why am i here?
cause she invited me
she rustles through the treeline
to stand riverside with me
wet clay between our toes
and lilacs masking the river scent
light astral conversation
with a bit of finger pointing
followed by awkward silence
and a chilling wind
by my hand she takes me
leading me down the trail
the sounds of our companions fading
as we draw nearer our destination
a dry dirt path between grass edges
leading us to a cobblestone stairway
once taken we find ourselves alone
secluded behind a rushing wall of water
she relinquishes my hand
and takes a seat
removing her shoes
she rinses them in the fall
i follow suit
sparking up light conversation
the butterflies trying to get out
and voice trying not to crack
rubbing the goosebumps on her arms
i blanket her in my hooded sweatshirt
she rests her head on my shoulder
and breathes a deep a sigh
a comfortable silence
for what felt like an eternity
dear god, let me die here
let this be my last memory of us
turning her gaze as she raises her head
leaning in slightly
a million neurons firing at once
as we get lost in each other
some unseen natural force
pushing us from both sides
ever closer our lips grow
until the universe explodes
perfect harmonious bliss
no other description will suffice
my hand on her cheek
hers on mine
we pull away slowly
smiling and satisfied
having answered the question
we were both too afraid to ask
a year of friendship expanding
like the cosmos above us
an entire universe formed from a single bang
a love story begins from one touch, one kiss
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