kissing you

I thought about kissing you today, and yesterday, and the day before that. I know I’ll think about kissing you tomorrow, and the day after that, and some more days after those days. I think about kissing you, slowly, and tracing my fingers along your lips. I think about kissing you, in your car, in the rain, on your doorstep. I think about kissing your dimple, your cheek, your spot. I think about kissing only you, not anyone else, just you.

Kissing you upside down.
Kissing you sideways.
Kissing you good morning.
Kissing you good night.
Kissing you randomly.
Kissing you in the dark.
Kissing you under blankets.
Kissing you on the beach.
Kissing you.

Is the best thing.