My heart is like twisted twine
Always unraveling all the time
It is a juicy cut lime
Crushing and sticking in kind
As I seek her love to speak
Without inhibitions to head
I think of how we can touch
In a way without lust
In a joyous blissful caress
As my passion starts to press
Like an artist I carve my fine craft
Knowing this forsaken moment just past
A casual smile and then a blink
Totally insecure of how you think
Words seem to roll off my tongue
As if I breathe her air from her lung
A tension that make me feel so highest strung
Not even knowing where this moment came from
A simple kiss and a sigh
Knowing that this is a good-bye