Three reasons to kiss

Three Reasons to Kiss

His eyes, holding the weight of the truest and fullest, very first love,
look so deep into yours, it makes you disappear,
losing time, losing the world, losing God for just a while.

When you are by a pool,
finally alone for the first time that night.
Hands are wet and wringing,
he grabs them, holding them in his,
and then divides himself, pulling you into him, finally.

It is New Years Eve,
and he tastes deliciously male,
like the Crown
you bought for him.
Then, in your bed, under your safe covers,
he tells you that he loves you,
And you can't say it back.