It was a late night conversation…
I knew her, she knew me…
But we didn't know each other the way we wanted to,
The way we needed to.
We talked and laughed…
Our words turned to each other…
“Come over?” she asked…
I was nearly overcome by the wave of nervous excitement…
In her living room we stood…
Looking at each other…into each other.
Shadows ran across the room from the moonlight…it was the only light between us.
I moved to her, and she to me…
I can still feel her lips…
Her body felt good against mine…
We parted…
But she left a whisper on my lips…
And music in my soul…
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