If a look could draw a gaze
back to it,
then this would be one such look
It feels as if the sky is light up by fireworks
or countless stars,
and Yona is left gazing up at them in awe and wonder,
and as she gazes into purple eyes,
something blooms like roses in her chest and across her stomach,
it's a feeling that she doesn't know how to define,
and then when he leans in,
leaning down,
because Jae-Ha is so much taller
than she is,
and she can't bear to close her eyes,
not as green bangs come closer,
not as purple eyes seem almost to grow wider
as the distance between them shrinks,
he is so close that her mind flees from her
and then he kisses her,
his lips brush against hers,
and her eyes close on reflex,
and she feels as warm as the fire
that heats up their food,
and it's a scattered warmth,
it rises up from her toes
through her hands,
through every inch of her,
and she's so comfortable
feeling lightly ablaze,
and Jae-Ha's hand rests on her hip,
and Yona somehow wants to let this feeling
show and resonate with Jae-Ha,
but she feels uninspired,
so, she leans up and tries to shrink their distance even more,
regardless of that impossibility,
and she kisses him as if she were rain just beginning to fall
or a leaf cascading to the ground to finally rest,
and Yona hopes he feels this too.
