kiss me stupid

Kiss me stupid.

That’s what I was thinking as we sat there. Just kiss me, kiss me stupid.

Much to my surprise that’s just what you did.

When your lips touched mine, my mind exploded, and left me senseless.

You kissed me, kissed me stupid indeed.

My words escaped me, and my heart was fluttering so loud I was sure you could hear.

My head and heart were full, but incapable of saying anything because when I opened my mouth to speak, the words escaped me again and again. But one thing I knew for sure, I was happy. 

So happy that I kissed you again.

Truth is, it was golden, golden and liberating.

Score.