kimberly

i love women.

i could fall in love in a matter of minutes with some. this weekend, i fell in love with one, "lydia." she was just the perfect height, 5'6". she had the perfect smile, the type of smile that shows off all her teeth. a great body, beautiful and shinny skin that captures all ambient lighting and reflects them from the perfect curves on her body.

we spoke,
we compared our skin by pressing our forearms to each other,
we looked deeply into each other's eyes,
we imagined what it would be like to kiss.
we pressed our lips,
noses to cheeks,
lips to necks,
hands in hair, on necks, backs, hips,
the intimacy removed any clothing.

when i left her in the morning, we did not get one bit of sleep the whole night. i stood over her, and tried my best to capture what she looked like in my mind. i'm leaving and i'll never see her again. she offered me her phone number, but i think i allowed my face to betray her.

she knew i wouldn't call.

i wasn't a Gemini, i wasn't born close to midnight, i didn't want to leave everything behind and start over somewhere far away, i had a great girlfriend in high school, and would very much doubt that i would have asked her to winter formal.

those words i spoke at the beginning betrayed my emotions. i need to tell her how good it is to see her again, how much i have missed her, but those lies.