Under the starry skies
On a warm Saturday evening
You held me in your arms
Pleasantries aside you dipped your head
And claimed my lips with yours
Distance didn't matter during that time
Just that I was close to you
Breathing in your insanely sexy musk
Enjoying the taste of your lips
I think about it and laugh
And when you ask why
But I can't explain it
Everything feels good with you
Do I want it to end I contemplate
Definitely no without question
But why does my stomach flatter
Why does my heart miss you like this
Do I get you out of my system
Coz driving me crazy is something close to what you are doing to me
I miss you already.. I am very fond of you..
I hope in my head
That I get to see you again
Sooner rather than later..
But I laugh as I think of how everything started
Not wanting to think of an ending
To a narrative so fresh and captivating..
To me you will be Snow
As you fondly refer to yourself
So pretty so cool yet seasonal
What I know for sure
Is that I will always look forward to your season.
