Weeks of torment... quieted by a kiss.
Moons ago we met, friendship, cordiality, and smiles were shared. Anticipated moments, weeks of longing gazes and tender conversation. Walking under the moonlight, a cool night this spring, he finally kissed me. Finally crossing the boundary of being simply friends, the torment subdued. A hand at the small of my back, shivers sent up my spine, our lips, oh so close... I feel your...Read On