I wonder if we walk into a store in the early morning hours the next day,
Holding hands and stealing kisses, waiting for the doors to be unlocked,
If clerks can tell how many times we had *** the night before.
I wonder if my skin glows where your hands and kisses caressed my skin
In the wee hours of morning when it seemed the entire world was fast asleep
Except for us;
Sharing love and secrets that no one else cared to know about each other.
I wonder if they could tell that every time I had almost fallen asleep,
You kissed my bare shoulder where the sheet didn’t cover
And the moonlight shone over my pale flesh,
Awakening me with such a desire to kiss you with the same
Hungry urge that you kissed me with.
Kisses led to more and before I knew it, the number of times we made love
For the night had climbed one number higher
And we both struggled to catch our breath.