drunk and confused, hands stumble in the dark: thigh, waist, move up the arm, fingers in her hair,
god, she's so soft she smells like marshmallow creme; tastes even better
hand on the cheek smile and giggle through the kisses we're holding hands with fingers locked tight
can't get enough of each other i don't want to pull away but i want to see her face again, i want to tell he how much i love her, want to count her endless freckles again, stop at sixty-four
kiss her eyelids note how long her beautiful, light eyelashes are kiss her on the mouth again and again and again and again
can't stop smiling don't want to stop smiling, falling, hard, fast, out of control