Almost.

That's what it was.

It was a series of 'close'

A kaleidoscope of 'not quite''

An infinite galaxy of 'almost'.

Almost was never quite enough.

Not for you anyway.

It was messy, inconvenient, not quite planned.

It was close to heated kisses...

Not quite burning touches…

Almost moments of passion.

Intensity.

That's what it was.

A series of infinite feelings

A kaleidoscope of overflow

An infinite galaxy of intensities.

It was always enough.

Enough for me anyway.

It was beautiful, spontaneous, and wonderful.

It was infinite heated kisses…

An overflow of burning touches…

Intense moments of passion.

Your almost was enough for me.

More than enough.

But in love,

Almost is never quite enough.