Dare

When you sidled up to me on that curb with that cute, playful expression on your face… I was going to say something about you being taller than me for a change. But then this voice, this newish voice in my head that's been asserting itself more and more lately… this voice said to me

Kiss her. Put your arm around her, look up, and kiss her.

And I found that I could not speak for fear of what I might actually say…

So instead we just looked at each other. A second or two. An eternity…

And as I think about it (not that I've been thinking about it…)…

If I didn't know better, I'd almost swear you were daring me to do it. Right there, right in front of that whole big crowd.

I mean. Probably not.

But, love, the desire is growing so strong. And the inhibitions…

Babe. I don't know where we're going, but I know I love this road we're on. Even as it tries the very limits of my resolve, more and more frequently with each passing day…

I've known for a while now that we will kiss each other, some day. The only question is when… and whether it'll be… ok… or not.

Regardless, I have no doubt whatsoever that when it happens, it will rank among the most beautiful, most perfect moments in the history of love. Years of waiting, years of longing, years of patience, years of our souls connecting, even as we keep our bodies safely apart…

Well.

It'll either be the most beautiful moment in human history, or the most sloppy.

One or the other.

And I can't fucking wait.

God, I love you, beautiful.

Eternally Yours.