The Architecture of a Kiss

"Do you wanna dance?" he said, and she said, "No, I hate this song." "What kind of music do you like?" she said, and he said to himself, "Now it won't be long." He moved a little closer, in the chaos it was hard to hear, but the nearer he came, the softer she spoke, until he could feel her breath upon his ear. The room became smaller and hotter as he watched her lips as she would speak, and when he couldn't hold it back, she let him kiss her on the cheek. Chemistry Anatomy the architecture of a kiss. They never expected to feel quite like this, coincidental bliss. The midnight world was warm and wild as they stepped outside to say good night, and when he kissed her it felt as if they were falling through depths of height. Parting for home, each one alone, or as such. They never expected healing so much, all with one touch.