I Stole A Kiss...  10.20.01  What ever possessed me to kiss you last night is moving me just the same now. Are you in bed looking at me? I saw you writing in a dream last night. A long poem of sorts with several ...'s You asked me to finish it for you. I think the pen was red. I trance quickly when alone.  I can get there so easy.  I've practiced hard for that.

In the mirror, i can pass right through.
Can you?
You can feel me
I can see you
sometimes.

and how is that moment SO timeless?
How that spark ignited from my cheek to you.

You leaned into me the third time.  We were so close.  I was coming into you.
Maybe it was the booze, or these crazy shoes, but i was moving into you
like a magnet, i was steel to you.

...I am safe behind this pen.  I tell you things, never knowing if you read...

And so i kissed you!  Like i wanted to, then i remembered it was "you," Prince. 
A moment of clarity and i've already started kissing you.
You withdrew for a moment, but then you let me.
If it wasn't possession, it surely was insanity.

How i remember so much, i do not know, but it seems as though
the moment stopped and our touch was very soft. 
Then a kiss.

I felt the hairs of your face and the warmth that makes us mammal. 
There was energy.  I stopped moving then and there.
That moment went by like eternity.

I've remembered you.  I recognize you. 
If i have my way, i will steal many more...