It begins in disagreement – not cantankerous, never that.

More a lively parting of the ways – this is how it starts.

The origin of fiest between two.

The blood begins to run rich, hot with possibility,

that possibility tho, remains vague, with neither knowing which is what –

or what the other is thinking: there is no rule book.

Needs we spend dreaming. Days; guessing, supposing – if, then, perhaps.

Not unlike fencing – you walk a narrow line.

Approach, approach – quick retreat before you meet.

A two flirt tango; so easy to lose your footing –

hence the blush, awkward hush, easy over laugh.

Only the shy will dare and double-dare –

This because they are unable to take that step forward.

All of this known but not intentional.

No guided, deliberate plan, but known to both players.

Neither knows quite what to say.

So it is then, somehow the gap then bridged.

If this, if close-enough, then a kiss.

After all of that, all either wanted was this.