Stellar

It’s astounding how often I find myself in awe of the things that happen in my life. There are these magical moments that transpire and I can’t help but wonder if I’m not the subject of some magnificent, epic story.  I can’t possibly be the author, though, were that the case.  Still, that has been my feeling much of the day.  I feel like yesterday was some dreamed chapter of my life and I just keep flipping the page back to the experience because it felt so unreal.  Only, it definitely was real.  That really happened.

“Meet me in outer space”

I was in costume akin to a school girl from an anime, only I was Babydoll from Sucker Punch.  He requested I help him tidy up his place, so there I was, fresh from the anime convention.  Music streamed as we went to work, organizing things in piles and designating what was trash. It was when we were a few hours in; the vibrations flowing and our comfortable, effortless chemistry pulling the reigns, that we faced each other for our lips to meet.

Stellar is the name of the song that began to play.  It was a familiar tune, and the tugging of guitar strings sent the heart fluttering.  There I was, in front of him.  We were sitting in the middle of the room, gazing into one another’s eyes.  Stacks of papers surrounded us in the cozy apartment.  My outfit bore my lithe frame. There was gentle feeling of shoulders and hips and the face and neck. There was nuzzling and we were so close. We kissed for the entirety of the song, beginning to end. It was continuous and sweet. It wasn’t the kind of kissing that would demand anything more.  It was perfection, in all of its sweaty palm and lip-biting glory.

“How do you do it? Make me feel like I do”

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