A quick kiss...

Angel,

I told you that I would want to write to you about how I feel and the you that I see whenever I look at you - whenever I get to spend a bit of time with you. I could write about the precious times where we are locked away from the world and nothing exists but us and the moment that we are in... I could write about how those moments are timeless and yet so ephemeral - how those moments have such gravity that time is changed - lasting forever and over too soon...

I could write about those times when we are among other people - sitting in your office, walking in the underground, sitting in food court or sitting in the station waiting for a train.  I could tell you about those times and the comfort, ease and joy I feel with your company and friendship. I could also tell you about the internal wrestling that I endure with wanting to be able to hold your hand, or reach out to pull you close... the desire to be able to feel you stand close to me uninhibited...

I could tell you about those times when we are at party... those times when you have done your hair and dressed up.. those times when you are having fun, feeling flirty, a smile radiates lighting up the room, and your eyes shining.  I could tell you how your beauty is an irresistible and the way you move can make a man's blood rush and his knees weak.

I could tell you about all of those moments and many many more...

I want to tell you about a moment that lasted no more than a couple of seconds... We had walked to the bus station - we simply talked along the way about the usual things that take up one's day and thoughts. We hadn't seen or spoken much in the last couple of days because of.. well, life - and this short walk certainly wasn't enough time to reconnect and to find our ground.. and time is never on our side and a rush is always the wall we find ourselves against.. The bus was already waiting.

We kissed as we left each other - a quick peck that one could share with family and friends - common and innocent... But for me, in that small moment of less than a second, I took in as much of you as I could... I felt the warmth of your lips and the softness of your cheek.. In that moment I felt the spark of a reconnect and a memory of our kiss.. I could imagine being able to put my arms around you to hold you close and to kiss you the way that I long to.. In that brief kiss, I could already feel the beginnings of the tumble - the falling into empty space that holds only us... In the briefest of kisses, there can me a magical power that will change a simple good-bye into a memory of what was, a reminder of what is, and a promise of what is yet to come... I wanted to hold your hand as we walked. I wanted to hold you close if even for a moment. In that kiss, I was able to feel a hint of those things...

You are beautiful and you poses an incredible magic... you change time and space without knowing that you can... and in a kiss, you can make a world vanish.

Just me.