Staring at each other knowing what is coming. You want it, I want it, it's going to happen. Who makes the first move? Moving closer to each other, breathing getting heavy, bodies trembling, mouths open and inviting. Our hands easing slowly to each others hips, grabbing, squeezing, clawing. Eyes locked in a passionate trance, now closing as our lips softly meet. We pull each other in tightly as our kiss envelops the world around us. You me, and the intense glow of our passion. Nothing else. We tense up with the anticipation of what's to come.