You had me at hello.
My mind wandered places
only bodies would know.
Into your home, next in your bed.
Too close for comfort
as I ran pleasing fingers through your head.
I craved your scent.
Longed for your touch.
If infatuation is a rush,
I need more of this stuff!
It was love at first sight,
A truth, you chose to fight.
Therefore, that hello never turned to goodnight.