I know it's seemed wrong,
it seems wrong to feel something so right,
something deep within, and strong.
The strength this feeling bares,
as bare as skin, once touched.
Igniting the hairs beneath, making it feel right.
Yet the touch is wrong,
in the wrong place,
I want you to touch my heart, the way I want you to.
All you have to do,
is say the blushing pilgrims words,
the words of us.
'I love you'.