A Single Kiss

Embracing, caressing, stopping time, stopping motion.

A cold overcast sky is their backdrop so they emit their own sun. They generate their own heat.

Standing at the end of the dock they hold the other. Their lips mingle in their pursuit. Hands traveling from the back of the head to the checks, the neck, racing down to the small of the back; resting, abiding.

Ignoring the world with complete and total disregard they feast on the soul.

Embracing, caressing, stopping time, stopping motion.

They share such a simple small thing. They experience a moment, a single moment in the not so endless, not so infinite construct we call time. They give willingly to each other their most precious, their most sacred gift. They share their life; they share their souls in a simple kiss. They become a singularity.

Stopping time, stopping motion, while embracing, while caressing,

©Christopher F. Brown 2009