Closer Closer Kiss - Story Time Blog

It was a game we all played at fifteen.

Seven girls and nine boys in field of winter wheat.

So much like us ready to be harvested.

Consumed.

The master spiner of bottles picks the next couple.

Knowing my secrets picks my best friend and me.

First time for two guys brings dead silence.

Us boys take the stage three steps away.

Closer yells the spin master to the hoots and hollers.

Two steps away yells someone from the crowd.

Closer yells the spin master.

My heartbeat is in my ear now.

Just one step way our shorts touch.

I make a wish don't let him chicken out.

Then kiss is yelled by everyone.

In love, the two of us, come out.

Closer Closer Kiss - Story Time Blog