we start out sitting,
pouring a glass of wine,
down on the couch,
next to each other,
all propper and polite.

by the end of the third hour,
i'm laying on top of your thin frame,
my hand playing with your fingers
like it's some kind of a romantic game

my face in your lovely scented hair,
it smells heavenly oh god I swear
our legs intertwined
and I honestly can tell you
I was pleasantly going out of my mind

how long we've been here?
no idea.
time stops existing when you feel the euphoria.

it's passionate.
it's comfortable.
it's also a bit terrifying
cause I'm starting to feel vulnerable
and that's a bit paralysing.

we're exchanging peaceful whispers,
nose and cheek kisses.
she shows me her art creations
she's flawless,
there's not a thing she misses.

so **** whatever weird position we've ended up in,
i've got my arms around you,
your soft lips are pressed against mine
and in that moment I knew
you're one of a kind.