rebel

he asks “why me?”
as he pours us hot tea
my hands are drawn to his body
my lips to his skin
I get so tongue tied
lying next to him
I used to think he was cold
but his hidden warmth has me sold
he’s nervous
he can’t sit still
by now I know the drill
hide your feelings
play cool
don’t fall in love
don’t be a fool
I’ve always been a rebel
when it comes to romance
he’s worth the risk
I take the chance

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