And so it begins again

Gently, he removes the heavy weight from between my shoulder blades.
Unless i am mistaken, his eyes are sending me a message, although i cannot see them - my back turned.
The wafting smell of pine cinders make my mind wander, dreaming of the warmth that emerges exclusively in the winter months.
He draws back my attention effortlessly and unknowingly.
Realizing that the moment is fading, i turn to face him, our bodies no closer than only seconds before, but now any separation would seem unbearable to me.
I look into his eyes, chocolate brown, searching for the secrets of his thoughts.
Eyes no longer conveying correctly what he wants to say, he leans forward and our lips connect for the first time, softly smoothly and gently.