Perfect betrayal

[Kennya Allen]

"Kennya?!" Your eyes widen and I should stop. I should stop and apologize and admit to myself that there is a chance you find me repulsive, me touching you this way, me bringing my full lips to gingerly brush against your thinner ones, me hungrily and blindly mashing my lips against yours, plunging my tongue into the unknown space of your steamy mouth. I should stop because there's a chance that you hate this, hate me, that you'll push me away. But…you don't. I love you. Why do I have to love you? Or I don't? The same man as...

And I cry and my entire body is wracked with emotion and I am trembling and falling into your essence. I can taste you and smell you and I no longer need to think about it, fantasize about it, dream about it, pray for it, because I'm here and you're here and I'm crying your name and I can't breathe but you are my breath, and I can't see but you are my sight and I collapse, letting you go and I fall into your lap.