Higher than the Rooftop : The Kiss
The butterflies still lurked inside my tummy, like nervousness and excitement collide. Couldn’t remember how long I’ve been feeling that every time I go up on my rooftop. But no weird things could stop me from going up here especially now that the nights are lovely and the stars completely shine…
I arrived when the night was still so young. I wanna do what I wanna do before he comes in. Because I know my mind would be on him…I sighed.
And because of it, I know I have to be careful... More so after that little show the last time we’ve been here. I still wonder what he feels about that…I mean, it is kinda obvious now what I feel about him. And because of it, I decided to be the one in silence for now…
He may be so sweet to me, and stares like I can’t be more beautiful than I do every time he stares at me…He may care about whatever I care…He may be kinda obvious but still there are things that have to be unfolded… And because of it, never felt the magic like this…of unwrapping what’s inside the heart til he came along…
I was standing under the moonlight, falling in love with the perfect night. The moon wasn’t in C, it was smiling, it was in U... I was gazing up when I felt someone’s hands covered my eyes.
“Sometimes I get so jealous of the stars.” He whispered.
“Don’t be, they only appear at night.” I said meeting his embrace.
Sometimes I think I could stay in his arms forever. Sometimes I wonder what makes me his little heaven…Sometimes I just wanna rock with him…
“In love with the stars?” Still he murmured.
I sighed…then smiled. “Yeah, always been.”
“Ah yeah, forgot they bring you to a place higher than this.”
“I thought they dazzle you, too.” I said.
“Not as much as you dazzle me…” He said staring at me.
I turned to walk towards the other corner. I wondered if he noticed how much I blushed. Apparently the cold wind made no effect. Something inside me was blazing and I felt it rising up as he comes closer.
“You know what’s higher than the rooftop?” He asked sincerely.
“What?”
“This….” His last word before he kissed me.
And so I was standing here, in this reserved rooftop…
Kissing him…
All the words that haven’t been said were spoken as his lips touch mine…
All the passions were unfolding…
And so I was standing here, in this reserved rooftop…
His lips brushin mine tenderly…
Like I’ll never be more beautiful again…
There was something bout his kiss…
Something that made me feel most safe all my life…
I remember he asked me if he could soar with me...
Now I know, I wanna soar with him...for real…
Suddenly, there’s more to higher than the rooftop…
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