kiss kiss

Kiss Kiss
The street was quiet as I walked home from work. The only sound was the rustle of leaves under my feet and the distant hum of traffic. It was a peaceful night, the sky clear and the stars twinkling above.
As I turned the corner onto my street, I saw him standing there, leaning against the lamppost. His dark hair was tousled, and his eyes sparkled in the dim light. I smiled as I approached him, my heart fluttering in my chest.
"Hey," he said, pushing himself off the lamppost and stepping closer to me. His breath was warm against my cheek, and I could smell the faint scent of his cologne.
"Hey," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. I looked up at him, my gaze meeting his, and a surge of emotion washed over me.
Without saying a word, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, gentle kiss. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down my spine.
His kiss was tender, yet passionate, full of longing and desire. It spoke volumes without a single word, conveying all the emotions that words couldn't express.
When he pulled away, I opened my eyes, my heart pounding in my chest. I stared at him, my breath hitching in my throat.
"Wow," was all I could manage to say, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.
"Yeah," he replied, a grin spreading across his face. "Wow."
We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, the world around us fading away. In that moment, all that existed was the two of us, connected by that simple, yet meaningful kiss.
As we walked towards my house, hand in hand, I knew that this was just the beginning of something special. Our kiss had ignited a spark between us, a flame that burned bright and steady, promising a future filled with love and happiness.
And as we stood on my doorstep, saying our goodbyes, I knew that this kiss, this moment, would be etched in my memory forever. It was a simple gesture, yet it held so much meaning, so much promise.
Kiss kiss, a beginning of a beautiful journey.