ALWAYS NEAR.

The kiss, was that the beginning, or was it the look you gave me. 

The look you gave me when I open my door to your knock on my door.

The kiss was the pool of water. I didn’t know how thirsty I was until your lips came on mine.

I didn’t know I was in the dark until I looked into your eyes and saw the light. I stop breathing and became marge with you.