(The bright summer day shimmered across the classroom, where you were alone with me, your teacher, preparing for your recitation of Romeo and Juliet.)

"Thus with a kiss I'd cease," you whispered, with your voice trembling with anticipation, "my sin is this... if I might tempt you to my lips".

You took a step closer to me, leaning towards me softly.

Our lips met, and our breath mingled together...

"Is that how Romeo should be?" I said as I was taken aback by the kiss and looked at you.