"The Surprise"

He pulled into her drive way just as dusk fell. Turned the engine off, paused his mp3 player, and exited the vehicle. He moved swiftly through the coming dark, up the step in front of the kitchen window, to the front door. He knocked as loud as he could, to be heard over the music in the kitchen. It paused. He heard footsteps coming to the door. It opened. A girl stood on the threshold. Captivating, and beautiful, she stood, surprise marked her face.
“Hi…” she said.
“I have something to show you.”
She stood, not quite comprehending. “Okay…where?”
“Put your shoes on and I’ll show you,” he smiled.
She slowly put on her shoes and returned to the threshold of the doorway. He grabbed her wrist and half pulled, half led her to his car. “Where are we going?” A hint of unease trailed on her voice.
“I already told you, I have something to show you. Don’t worry about it,” he smiled as wide as he could as he started the car.
He drove for slightly over an hour, arriving in a town only somewhat familiar to him. He’d been there once with her before. Under the stars, they had kissed. Lovers, chasing one another in the dark. The sun had just nestled behind the mountains, tucked in for sleep.
He parked and they disembarked from the station wagon. “Come with me,” he said.
“Okay.”
She followed. “Remember the night we came out here with your aunt and uncle?”
“Yeah. What about it?”
“Remember how the stars were all out, and it was just the two of us in the middle of that soccer field?”
“Yes.”
“Well, last time, there wasn’t a meteor shower,” he paused and moved his gaze from her eyes, to the sky. “Look,” he said gently.
Streaks of silver arced across the indigo sky above them. First a few, then more, and more. It appeared as if the heavens were falling to the earth. Still, more and more silvery strands lined the night sky above them.
“I love meteor showers,” she whispered. He watched her, bemused. Imbued with joy, seeing her features light up. Her wonderful eyes sparkled like diamonds. Then she turned to him, and collapsed into his arms. He stroked her soft, golden hair. “This is amazing…”
He touched her cheek, lifting her gaze. He looked long and deep into her turquoise irises. He was reminded of all the time they had spent together. Passion welled in him, and overflowed. He kissed her. He summoned all the passion and love for the girl in his arms he could, and put it into the single, simple act. Wishing for nothing more than for time to stop. For this kiss to last and last.
She stood, kissing him back. Melting in his embrace. Safety washed over her. She leaned further and further into him, as if to meld with his being. She remembered the first time he had kissed her. Her surprise, as his lips quickly grazed hers. Not a lustful, forceful kiss. But an honest, careful one. She remembered admiring his boldness. Now, she fell yet more in love with this boy.

-Jesus, I've done a ton of writing tonight. Well, this has been a ton for me...This and the most recent three poems.