Radical Love

A really short unfinished poem about this guy I really like.

still not finished yet

Kisses and other activities that seem so wrong,
on the couch we lie, just the two of us.
Wandering eyes lead to wandering hands
And wandering lips, together we could stop time.
Together we can give a new meaning to love.

As we lie, gazing into each others eyes,
a collection of emotions and impulses
wash over us like a endless sea.