And I lost myself in the abyss of his eyes,
My body disappeared under his touch
The air around us vibrated with the tension
And my bubble grew to include him
I kissed him in 8 dimensions
And in all of them it was bliss
And when he would pull away
I would fall asleep, disappear into limbo
Until his lips woke me up again
My mind would spin, so would my thoughts.
And they would whisper
“Hold me tighter”
In another language.
This new, high me would beg
“I want to feel your hands on my hips again” in french.
Before I wasn’t able to think any longer
Because the words disappeared
And that’s when I finally understood
What others meant
By “the power of a kiss”