The best thing that would never happen
Stolen touches when we passStolen kisses then a nervous glance
Hold my hand when no one's around
Walk off while I pick my heart up off the ground
When our eyes meet it's an electric connection
Cherish every second as if it's a blessing
That's when the reality fucks with me
Cause the best part of you is not with me
We no longer talk about right or wrong
Just how right it feels when you're in my arms
And when you're about to climax you say this is for me
I fall apart at the seams I'm just getting weak
Pick my life right back up again
Because in a second were back to being friends.
And i hate to know this for certain
That this is the best thing that would never happen.
Poetry by Steven Mawer
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Written on 2020-03-15 at 23:09
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