We both brought it up, We wanted it, But someone had to make a move. The way we looked at each other, It felt as if it had been exchanged before. The air felt warmer, Our breathing slowed. Yet the distance between us, Was still longing to be closed. We would linger for a moment, Then we would turn away. We brought it up again. We wanted it, But one of us had to close the distance. The way we looked at each other, It felt as if our souls were reaching out for the other. I looked away with nervous laughter, But you kept your eyes on me, in such a way I could feel how you felt about me from looking back in your eyes. I looked away again. This time when I looked back, I brought my face closer to yours. I finally closed the distance. Our lips had finally been brought together, Neither of us knew what we were doing. Yet, somehow we meshed together perfectly.