Her Confusion

She kisses her like she means it, but there's a confusion in her mind, asking if this means she's not the girl she thought she was. Her mind isn't sure if wanting this makes her something else. Her eyes are open while kissing, not from fear, but to watch herself cross that line. Her lips don't hesitate, and her body has already chosen what it wants. But her confusion keeps asking questions her mouth has already answered. Her mind hasn't accepted she wants to make love to a girl, but her body still can't stop kissing her.