Quickie

our silence merged,
entangled eyelashes ..
a soft bite on your either earlobe,
and then i brushed my lips
onto your nape ..
and ..

passionate, wasn't that ?

and in that short ticking of time,
i leapt millions of emotions ..

wondering
when our fate will merge into each other ..
and when we will lip-lock our commitment ..

a ring will do,
some chants will do ..
and some later years will surely do ..

oh, i've got tired of these 'quickie' ..