i start rambling when you touch me
not because i am uncomfortable but because i like the way you handle me

demanding my lips
your hands on my hips

you telling me special things
things i dare not mention

i get weak when you smile
not just because i love it but because i know we are both too shy
to say what we really mean

i put my hands in your pockets and tilt my head but look away
so many ***** thoughts but i don't think i can say

i just want you forever this way
what ever is left unspoken unimportant the rest of our days

i want this now
let's both hold hands and fly away