Kiss

Dusk is one of those words that only makes sense tonight
At no other time could palid grey clutch the heart to life
He believes that, as ghosts of halos flare against cold night
warm breath

She feels petite under the test of his hands
running as they do from the nape of her neck to the small of her back
heavy as they glide and drawing shivers
icebergs of intent

There is purpose here too
Rocking back onto the heel of her flats
she feels him take the weight
supporting her completely
holding her for a kiss

Itself, it's soft
his lips brushing hers
their tongues touch tagging
as pauses for caught breaths
leave their mouths atoms apart
to breathe her in
breathe him out

When his hand is at her hair
running down to her cheek
she goes still, breathing shaky.as he takes her bottom lip gently
between his teeth
Sighing as she feels her own smile tight against the grip

Her skin tingles
moreso as he draws back
setting her balance on the snow
to step away and take her in
Moreso as she retreats a step to the wall
half to support
half to calm the disbelief
to make this tangible, a memory

Her arms drop to her sides
hands splayed against cool brick work
She stares, a little breathless
confident that he will be confident
and laughs, a thrill of shock, as he approaches
her eyes warm as they close to meet him again

Breath and cares evapourate
and as he pulls firmly at her hair
a hard-enough hint of frustration
she leans closer, deeper in to him
and the two are lost to this dusk
one steam of two breaths