Furtive looks, subtle touch;
confess to me first
that you can't get enough.
Somber voice, gentle smile;
he's sat so close,
let this rush last a while.
Late nights, inspired minds;
his words are intoxicating,
a sensation my heart divined.
Other girl, better plans;
along with the high
comes a greater crash.
I had fallen too quick,
a dream
then a whiplash.