Though chaste and with haste your lips press onto mine. Your lips on my lips …the singular thought is enough to make my heart shudder within my chest, a sudden gallop fueled by unsung desire and secret infatuation. The singular action turns that gallop into a frantic sprint for a quick moment, as my body tingles with the rush of adrenaline. Then you are gone, my closed eyes must stay closed. For I can feel the tears welling up behind these lids of mine. How I wish you would have stayed longer. It was just a dare for you but it was so much more for me. For a moment there though, I was light as a feather and I will treasure that moment until my last breath.