you draw back
lips parted
cheeks and nose flushed.
a red trail head
of intoxication
pointing down,
your eyes darkened
pointed at my own
parted lips.
the memory freezes
and I remain
captivated,
Isolated
in time with eyes
filled with desire
and an air of champagne
for me to inhale,
to finally sip
the thickened atmosphere
and become drunk
on your lips.