two souls braiding under the stars

The merging of hearts,
of lips and souls–

ties not knotted,
but braided together.

Loosely in step
with the dance
around the question–

“Can I kiss you?”

.

We were merely two souls,
twisting slow beneath the stars,

in careful step
with our words
and breath.

.

We watched our thoughts
trace carefully above,
in quiet,
in question,

before our hands
and eyes answered

in inner girl glee.

.

Moves made–
not in search of something
any further
than what’s just

right here,

Right now.