Sunday, January 14, 2018

"would it be alright if i kissed you?"

"yep, i think that would be nice."


lip action


"nice."


a much more gentlemanly encounter than i've had in recent weeks. but the difference was appreciated, and my stride adjusted with ease.


my nervousness as the night drew to a close was that of a 12-year-old with her first crush. so, your approach, i thought, was fitting. and although my response was less than inventive i was right. 

it was nice.

nice in the more would be nicer kind of way.


that aside, what the fuck's up with nervousness? i'm not 12. it wasn't a date. and i'm not 12.


if it happens again corrective action will be taken, i've no time for this nervous crap. stage fright is one thing, performance anxiety another.


i just want my moment in your spotlight.

3 comments:

brad said...

Did you figure out the source of your nervousness?

Anonymous said...

hey look I found you,dirty bird.Wanna go on a blind date?
M

birdie said...

who are you anon?