The kiss

They saw eachother from across a crowded bar.
 Like in the movies.
 One seeing the other briefly. The other feeling a  sense of being noticed, looked over their shoulder to make sure. 
Their gaze met, smiling with their eyes, they check eachothers physical form and are pleased by what they see.
Hey's and Hi's exchanged. Names divulged. Acceptense of an alcoholic beverage completed with 'cheers' and a clink of glass. 
The conversation flows freely. Easily. The music playing as if only for them. 
They move to the dance floor.They move in time like practised partners. Confidently letting their bodies make contact, exchanging heat. They see only the other person With perfect clarity. Oblivious to the rest of  the people dancing around them, the're just a blur. A carousel of colourful movement.
As the last song ends, they draw close. He feels the curve of her body.  She feels the strength of his shoulders. 
They look into eachothers eyes.
An  unawkward silence anticipating the inevitable. 
He leans in, her lips move apart. 
Eyes closed now. 
They kiss.