Chance Meeting
There's hustle and bustle
it may just be a fast food joint ,but
for now i can't hear anything
only the sound of his voice
i watch as he takes a sip from his straw
the wetness on his sultry lips drives me crazy
I want to kiss him right there, but
reality hits me like a sore thumb
too public, too many eyes and mouths tell
it's a low key situation that needs to stay low key
i hunger for him when apart
feel amazing when together
dam all these feelings
why does it have to be so complicated?
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