When you see him and the butterflies in your stomach go all over the body.
When both are legs go weak in the knees after just saying hello.
A simple innocent evening ending with a kiss that goes for hours
the smell of his skin lingers on your body in your nose and the
feeling of his lips stay on you forever more until dawn.
I know I should be asleep but I don't want to let go even if for sleep.
I feel the feelings of love and excitement
All you can think when you say goodbye is the feeling of his hands on
your skin.
How his eyes tickle and flutter when he talks to you about simple
things
How he so gently lends to you when he's about to kiss you but you never had to ask for one.
When you find yourself singing to 1950's love song
My life is like a novel with him as the happy ending
The night I looked at you
We talk we laugh we joke
He watches me break down in front of him with my secrets my problems
little white lies. Holds me when I cried
But as were there we start to kiss
And as the clothes go on the floor
We didn't stop to think if this was wrong
He smiles and it was done
I was his in his hands as the water in a cup of fire, evaporating in
his eyes with passion
Oh it felt so right so good so warm
Then we see what had happen, we made love and it felt as if virgins again
Not knowing really why.
The night comes to an end and we kiss goodbye. But as we go our separate
ways we texted each other at the same time
" I love you my boo" and go
to bed speechless next to the other the other married partner. Is this what it is when friends become more?
