Eye's contact seemed to be effortful indeed,

distracting themselves with the rare passers on the deserted street 

 

A glance on her lips, he gave, then quickly looking back through the glass window 

her heart nearly pumped out of her chest the moment she noticed it

 

One more sip of whiskey they drank, hoping to fill them with courage and greed

Sober, they stayed, even with the presence of alcohol in their bloodstream 

 

Another glance; like a lightning it hit him at once

Yes, her lips, is the only whiskey here

 

He got closer, leant his head in a perfect angle to the right and shut his eyelids

She, without giving it much thought, followed his footsteps 

 

The blue sphere ceased to spin and all living creatures stopped to breath 

In slow motion, they kissed, and only then, the world came back to life again 

 

Tonight, he wants to get drunk, and now the way became clear

so he hugged her tight and whispered his passion into her ear