A few lucky guesses brings a smile to your face. You laugh as if I have you figured out. I don't have a clue. But it's all worth it. I am smiling, too. I haven't stopped since I saw you.
Worried about what my response might be, you answer my silly, but intentional questions with "I don't know." But you do. I laugh. You laugh. The truth comes out. I wish to watch the words roll off your lips like-- your lips; I stop.
How I long to kiss your lips and feel your hands woven tightly in mine. But as we walked, I kept my hands, and my lips, to myself. (Although it killed me far more than you will ever know.) I like it. I like you. I like the way I feel- the way you've made me feel. I don't want you to stop.
*Jennifer Arnold* (For Joseph) |
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