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“The fingers of the hand that once lay flat on my chest grab the fabric of my shirt and gently pull me toward her. She tilts her head, inviting me to kiss her, and I don't hesitate. I lean in and my mouth meets hers. So warm. So soft. "Jessica," I say against her lips. She moves her arms around my neck, running a hand though my hair. Her mouth opens for me and my tongue find its way. Her entire body is warm and pliant, forming against mine. I shift, putting all my weight onto my arm supporting me against the brick wall and wrap my other arm around her waist to remove any space between us, lifting her up a fraction to get a better angle, to get even closer. She lets out a tiny gasp, and I can't help it-a moan escapes in response.”

“Look. Isn't he beautiful?" Drew's expression softened. "Ah, Nellie. He's bald, pink, and has no teeth. What's so beautiful about that?" Nellie's laugh tinkled out like musical chimes while she covered the babe back up.”

“When someone’s sole reason for being close to your face is to help with your makeup, it is not the done thing to hook your arm around their neck, latch your legs around their hips, and slide your tongue into their mouth as thanks for their assistance. And I did not do so! But out of nowhere, I wanted to. Sweet Spirit, how I wanted to. Welcome to Leo Has Bad Ideas, a one-act play by a dumbass.”

“Jesus, I’ve Suffered in Silents These years I was lonely, but it’s clear I want her only. This love is getting the best of me, all of me, baby, can’t you see? the touch of her skin. Where do I begin? This love’s a place I’ve never known. Dear Lord, thank you, for this mountain I could climb. Lost in a haze of doubt, feeling without, now, love has filled my heart. I found my way, out of the storm. {CHORUS} Jesus, I’ve suffered in silents, and you’ve took away my pain. I come running back to you to show me the way. If I can’t kiss her, then what can I do? The tastes of her lips still linger, if she only knew. Lord, my hands, wrap them around her heart, let her see any promises I made; she won’t live without. Lord, you’ve answered my prayers so many times, through heart break, broken pieces that fell astray, you’ve dried my tears, put them together, again. Oh, my Lord. I’ve prayed for her, now’s she’s here can you wash away my fears? There’s been so many times, my hearts left empty, no matter how much of me I give. The weight on my heart is lifted with the touch of her hand, only you dear Lord, can understand. Thinking of this love brings me to my knees. Yet, this blanket of my past won’t keep my mind at ease. {CHORUS} Jesus, I’ve suffered in silents, and you’ve took away my pain. I come running back to you to show me the way. If I can’t kiss her, then what can I do? The tastes of her lips still linger, if she only knew. Lord, my hands, wrap them around her heart, let her see any promises I made; she won’t live without. There’s strength on top of this mountain you gave me to climb; I won’t be torn up anymore. I watch her eyes follow me wherever I go. So clear, and kind, Lord, I’m letting you know. This love’s getting the best of me. What a wonderful feeling when she said, my eyes are a different kind of blue, oh baby. When she looks at me that way, it feels like a love I always knew. A dream come true! {Instrumental} The stains of my tattered past, kept to myself, while the weight of my life bears down. I’ve crossed a thousand miles, fell along the way, everything I’ve learned brought me to this day. There’s no questions no doubt. Lord, there’s times It’s me who stands in my way. The reflection of scars still healing, dear Jesus you’ll find me knelling. While the darkness on the walls fade away. Again, I lift my arms, and reach up to pray. {CHORUS} Jesus, I’ve suffered in silents, and you’ve took away my pain. I come running back to you to show me the way. If I can’t kiss her, then what can I do? The tastes of her lips still linger, if she only knew. Lord, my hands, wrap them around her heart, let her see any promises I made; she won’t live without. Oh, if I can’t kiss her then what will I do? Baby! if I can’t kiss you then what will I do? Ron Baratono (written 6-27-25)”