Sometimes

The evening must end.
We've danced, eaten, talked, relaxed, listened to music.....so I lean in and kiss her.
It's exactly what I might have imagined in all the best ways.
I feel her face in my hand and for a moment everything else fades out of focus.
There is just this moment between two people: pleasant and warm and pure.

I don't let myself get excited or build expectations of a repeat, I simply toss it into my mind's eye and smile as I drive home listening to Lana.

I can smell her hair on my sweater that I put on when I wake up.
I stretch and smile and am thankful that moments like this still occasionally grace my life.