It all started that night when I tucked my hand in yours. Then slowly, tentitively, you pulled my closer until I was in your arm. My hand was warm on the side of your face, took you it away for a momement. Pressed it gently against your lips; I closed my eyes, dreaming. A friend watches nearby in envy Her silent anger kept; She likes the man who holds me; A jealous wraith she becomes. This has happened before. In your car, driving me home you ask that I not leave. You asked me to stay with you more time with you to spend. Alone. I could not stay, though inside I longed to stay in your warm embrace. It was much too late, and my mother would worry. Your fingers traced a familiar route up and down my arms. Sent shivers through my body, Made me weaker in the knees. Emotions. Your lips had pressed against my forehead, and I had closed my eyes. Only wishing for more.