Can we talk about last night?
It was so passionate and yet,
somehow this morning
I'm sensing regret.
Urgent fumbles in the dark
and our hands roaming free.
Last night was amazing!
Just about you and me.
Those memories of tongues
as they sought to explore
the parts no explorer
has discovered before.
Those passionate dreams
and lustfilled wishes.
I gave them to you
in strawberry lip kisses.
But I'm sensing now
that you somehow regret it.
You've not touched on the subject.
It's like you want to forget it.
Did I do something wrong?
Was I really that bad?
These whirlwind of emotions
are driving me mad!
Oh God how I wish
I could turn back time.
I'm starting to feel
like I've committed a crime.
I need you to tell me,
where do we stand?
Are we on solid concrete
or dodgy quick sand?
To fall in love
would put our friendship at stake.
So if friends is what you want
then that's what I'll take.
But just one thing
to put me out of my plight.
Just to clear the air.
Can we talk about last night?
