We know people who know us but we don't know each other.
We keep running into each other over and over.
We exchange pleasantries and smile.
We never talk more than to say hello.
We stare at one another.
I'm not sure if you're thinking what I am.
I am thinking that I want to find out what it's like to have you inside of me.
I am wondering what you taste like.
All I know now is that you smell amazing.
We meet again.
This time none of the people we know, that know us are here.
It's just us.
This time we do more than exchange pleasantries and smile from across the room.
We talk.
We still stare at each other.
It's more than curiosity filled glances.
These looks confirm that you're thinking all those things that I am thinking.
You're wondering how deep I am.
You want to know how wet I am.
You want to find out if I taste sweet.
We talk.
We laugh and drink and dance.
We soak up each other's energy and I like it.
It's late.
We start to leave.
We walk together to our cars.
We kiss, slightly.
We part ways, both still staring and wondering.
I want to feel you more that anything in this world.
You want to swim in me more than I think I know.
I'll regret not doing this.
We drive away.
I'm still wondering how you'll feel inside of me.
But I don't know you...
