there is something about your touch that borders on suggestive
like you don't want to let go
like you want to continue kissing
like my lips are giving you life
but this goose chase we play when the sun is up is exhausting
i chase after you but never get a hit
you chase after innocence and get a strike or two,
but never lay a hand on me
until the sun goes away
then your hands leave invisible burn marks and set my heart ablaze
you'll never stop hinting at more but you'll always stop before we're satisfied
i'm being to think this is your way of keeping me at bay
so i come back for more
and it's working
