the only one who moves you,

just to pretend for a split,

the one who makes it too hard, too easy

too much to take so you take a breath.

the soft light in dark,

the tender under when the sharps too much,

the spot thats pure pleasure,

that smile that melts you,

a memory that swings low enough to touch, to taste,

an everyday, closer and closer to forever,

a sweet touch

with no friction depicted,

no bad taste

no drowning, sinking, sudden flip