Just a lonely girl, craving soft tunes, then you appeared, like a silver moon.
No idea or expectations in my mind.
How you'd look or sound, a mystery to find.
Would I be devoured or not, as I stood by your car, I thought.
My eyes aimed for the passenger seat,
But it was occupied, a perfect mess, neat,
No choice but to stay next to you.
Driving around with you, a daily routine,
Till I decided to end this scene.
Never did I think I'd sit so close,
Our hands like magnets, a sweet repose.
Our bodies knew, our eyes implored,
To lean closer, hesitation ignored.
Kissing till the next day's dawn,
Your hands on my hips, lips tightly drawn
Oh dear, I'd die just to taste you again.
Yet, I must remind myself, and stay sane. You simply hate the idea of me leaving your terrain
In reality, you don't really like me. Instead, an idea of emotions built on a fantasy.