Is It Real?

It’s a song sung before my time

I’ll come up with a new line

To tell people what you do to me

To question when- if ever- I’ll be set free.

I’m not in love

And I won’t call it lust

For another song goes,

“It’s just a little crush”

And it was just a kiss

My lips here and yours like this

Us communicating in a language the entire city wouldn’t miss

In a car, in an office.

It’s all the same. Bliss

The taste, however and the feel, too

Is what made it uniquely you.

How eager, how willing

How absolutely thrilling

To be the one for that moment

To be your sun and you my comet

The flames and sparks

Lit up the dark of the place and feeling

Tell me.

Did I leave you reeling?

I could feel your heart beat

So tell me, when our lips meet

How do you feel?

I know it was fun… but just how real.