It hit me like a white horsed wave

This feeling

Hoofed into the ground

That was the first moment  

The first meeting

After drinking myself into talking

We laughed and giggled standing at the bar

At nothing in particular

I hadn’t experienced this before 

This night

We caressed and kissed on the couch

At 4am having drank all the wine

We moved onto rum

The taste in your mouth 

Powerful

That feeling of pain dissolved

As I held you tight as I’ve ever held

She whispered..."not in Japan"

It did not work that way

She opened out the couch and laid down

I have been thinking all day

My mind consumed by her image

She ten years older

I am in love

Probably for the first time