Caramel Apple Kisses

Its a brisk day in the autumn, a few changed leaves have fallen and formed a crunchy pile of a colorful bed. While distant children play, two people lay in one another's arms. Where you end and I start, it's so difficult to tell. Our world sweetly smells of caramel apples. I'm wearing your hat. With your head tilted like that looking at me with a smile, makes me wanna kiss you like you've never kissed before. I want the way your heart soars to the blue sky and falls to always be my fault. When life becomes a circus and you get all nervous and repeat what you say, I want the lips that get in the way to keep you from crying to always be mine. Your hand feels like feathers on my skin. Leaves crunch under us and rustle in the wind. We just stay and stay, one person made of two. I'm watching the way you're looking at me, looking at you. You slightly move your hand, you like the way your hand looks as its touching my face. So I take a breath and lean in and you take a breath and lean in til nothing but us is between our lips. Its a perfect, absolutely flawless, caramel apple kiss.