Pulsing with a simple poison,
Drowsy with a common sin
Laughing running wanting touch
a boys skin,
a slight rush.
Today Now is all I hear
Tomorrow is laters fear
I reach for yet another sip
As I caress his upper lip
My best friend is now gone
As my desires are one way pawns.
Seduction becomes control
Nothing can stop us bet El Sol,
As fun as the night will be
Our bodies swaying to Bob Marley
I regret losing you
Friendship is what friends will do
Awkwardness now fills the silence
sober touch now makes him tense.