Last Night
She slept in my arms last night, nestled in my breast, her legs wrapped up in mine. We shared a few sweet kiss, but mostly she just slept. I couldn't, it was the most intimate moment of my life, and I didn't want to waste a second of it on sleep. I gently stroked her hair and watched her sleep and thought about what had happened to lead to this moment. She sang to me under the star light, a love song, the words weren't meant for me, It was just a random song picked to display her singing talent, but a girl could forget that the words weren't meant for her when she is staring into her eyes while singing them. She stole a kiss in the darkness, I almost didn't see it coming, but when it did, I didn't want it to stop. It was short and sweet but that didn't stop it from sending sparks through my entire body. She stole another by the fire. I don't know what made her kiss me. Was it the fire? The stars? The liquor? Please don't let it have been the latter. There was no talk of relationship, no labels, no questions about tomorrow. There was just this moment wrapped together in the stillness of the early morning, and maybe this moment is all that will ever be. Things are complicated as things often are. I already crave her, her kisses, her touch, but more than that. I like to be around her. She's nice and funny and interesting. I can't get her out of my head. Regardless of what may or may not happen, I am quite sure I will never forget last night.