You and Me

a poem concerning questions one might have when they find they are falling for someone

Sweet kisses, gentle touches, warm embraces.
Thoughts of you, dreams of you take me places.
The taste of your lips, the touch of your skin,
to want you so much, is it really a sin?
It seems so perfect and seems so right,
to be in your arms on a lonely cold night.
To look in your eyes and know it is true,
but do you feel it too?