I’m gone, lost, floating away into nothingness like I am in my dream, but this time it’s a good feeling – like soaring, like being totally free, and I can feel the impression of his fingers everywhere that they touch, and I think of stars streaking through the sky and leaving burning trails behind them, and in that moment – however long it lasts, seconds, minutes, days – while he’s saying my name into my mouth and I’m breathing into him, I realize this, right here, is the first and only time I’ve ever been kissed in my life.
