That kiss

I’m sorry if this is out of line or corny but I’m at this party right now and the music is overcoming me and my blood is fizzling in my veins and all I can think about is that kiss. I want that kiss on tape. I’ll alternate moments where you kiss me and shatters of frames where we’re about to kiss and I’ll play it for the crowd here mixing it to the beats around us and … magic. Pure magic. I want everyone to know that magic exists. I want everyone to taste the softness I tasted as I ran the tip of my fingers along you neck and you pressed me harder towards you and we forgot we were on the street for a second. How many people must have passed us and smiled. I have but one word on my lips right now as I relive this moment over and over. 

Again.