Dragging your hand up my thigh,
Stopping before it becomes indecent,
A sideways glance to you, and yep.
You’re wearing a sly smile.

I continue to type, and watch my show,
While you’re putting one on for the lads across the room.
Stop it I whisper
You couldn’t care less

Your head hits my shoulder,
Our hands intertwined,
Just one of mine sits there lonely

I long to put the other one atop yours, to stroke your cheek.
But that would turn a friend into something else entirely,
We’re not ready for that yet..

Only in these moments,
I feel like there’s more.
Only in these moments,
I love you.