COULD IT BE?

Holy schnikes batman! I saw it. I fucking saw it! I looked into those dazzling green peepers and they looked right back at, and through me. Holy shit. Is this happening? I mean for reals! At first, I saw the girl. I was delighted by her rosy cheeks, her gregarious grin, and her cute little feets. I just had to ask her name. Ask her if she wanted to meet me after work. She did!

The first meeting was fun, smiley, and had some good conversation. I had to see her again.

The second meeting was effortless. Easy and fun. Simply delicious.  The conversation was swirling all around us. My giggles did not fall on deaf ears. Our laughter had to be somewhat annoying, even to the other lovers seated around us. It was time. I had to know what those lips tasted like. I had been staring at them for the entire night, and dreaming about our first lip lock.

We take a walk. We hold hands. We look up at the stars. We feel the grass under our toes. I pull her in close. She looks up. I go for it.  Those lips, so soft, supple. Golly gee wilickers, she tastes like heaven! Oh that first kiss was the stuff of movies, moonbeams, and dreams. I had to steal another one. And another.

Not wanting to scare the dear, I decide to keep the walk going. When we arrive back at our house of wine, I get two glasses of some effervescent bubbly.  As the bubbles are a popping, our grins are a growing. I can't stop smiling. Neither can she. Is that music I hear in the air? Is that just in my head? Who cares, it's beautiful, so is this, and so is she.

We decide to go meet my friends down the street. My friends being in true form, are lively and fun. She jumps right in. Doesn't bat an eye. Lovely.

They're leaving. On to the next spot. This is where my heart started to sink, just a bit. We laughed, and laughed. We kissed and kissed. Oh my lord. This little gizmo has gotten to me. She's touched me, in all the right places.  It feels so good. She feels so good.

I cannot wait to see her again. I am smitten, and so is she. I don't think either of us will break these grins plastered on our mugs for quite sometime. The scent of her skin is intoxicating. Her blonde locks are so fine. Her dimples kill me. Oh I could look at this beauty all day long. However, it's time for her to go. We make another date. It's more than a day away. Oh man, this is going to be tough. It's ok though, I am pretty sure that the sunshine emanating out of my ass will keep me afloat until I see her again.

I can't stop smiling. She can't stop smiling. Can't stop. Won't stop.