We kissed for what felt like an eternity, our lips locked in a passionate, all-consuming embrace. I was lost in the depths of her eyes, drowning in the ocean of her love. Time itself seemed to stand still, the world around us melting away like mist in the morning sun.
But as the moments ticked by, our lungs began to burn, crying out for air. I reluctantly tore my lips from hers, my chest heaving with ragged breaths. I felt like I was tearing myself away from a part of myself like I was leaving a piece of my soul behind.
As I gazed upon her, my heart skipped a beat. Her eyes, bright and sparkling, were now glazed with a soft, dreamy quality, like the gentle sheen on a moonlit lake. Her lips, red and swollen from our kiss, seemed to beckon me back, like a siren's call. And her small, panting breaths, like the gentle lapping of waves on a summer shore, drove me wild.
