There is something strange in that moment
when I unintentionally slow down
from walking beside you to half step behind,
admire your body moving in rhythm
like a pendulum
guiding my hands to touch your hips
to pull you towards me
in my arms
as close as possible.
Feeling you this close has always been
my wildest fantasy
but I don’t know
why then I doubt my fortune
when you’re in my arms
While smelling your hair as you lean your face towards me,
I know a kiss is always obvious
yet then instead of making it certain
I start doubting it.
What else one would need
in such a moment
to make a move?
except of the much needed tension between us
and all the hard work we’d done
it feels safe to release you
and give in
into the arms of another disappointment.
that our future
is intruding with our present
making an obvious kiss