Most girls don't cry
when a nice guy asks
them to coffee.
But I do.

Because you linger
in every thing
that I ever do.

You linger in the moment
when I first wake up.
You linger in the moment
just before I drift to sleep.

You linger in the way
I curl up at night
trying to compensate
for the space where
you once were.

You linger in the line of my jaw,
the hollow of my collarbone,
the small of my back,
the inside of my wrist.

You linger in my every breath.
You linger in the broken beating of my heart.

Most girls don't cry
when a nice guy
asks them to coffee.
But I do.

Fingers brush upon skin, So soft and delicate. Let it linger.

Eyes closed, My heart races as your lips touch mine. Let it linger.

Your hands curved around my face. Eyes locked and no words need to be said. Let it linger.

Body's pressed together, Passion electrified. Let it linger.

The time fades out, There is no one in the world but us. Please just, Let it linger.