At the beginning everything is beautiful
Everything is quite pleasing
Not even a thought of an end
He knew the right words to say,
he asked for friendship and I thought it was right
My mind miles far from thoughts he harbored in mind
As they were innocent
If not for him being kind
i would not have taken notice
He never failed to call me beautiful
That a single gaze would have him lose control, and that he wished I was his
He had me swooned his words were nice
Slowly he piqued my interest and got a hold on me
Coaxed me out of the barriers made
That were firmly set of which gradually fell,
He kept me full and entertained
Then I started to yearn for his love
It was thrilling , it was nice
I didn’t want any nostalgia
I didn’t want to robbed of my sleep
He was on my mind and won my heart
Had no reminder of where I last left my sanity, When our lips would touch I lost more of it
must have been the moonlight and it’s spell
since it was clear and very bright
under the moonlight we were as thick as thieves
only stealing kisses whichever way we could
Overwhelmed with pleasure, I wanted more
of which he gave
He made me love the nightfall
And kept me full, it was his lips I had dined
he had me fooled , wish I was wise
i clumsily let my love love him
a consequence of my blind trust
It was never nice when we slowly lost touch
Then later did I feel relief
In that beginning friendship was what I sought for
Then later caught me and had me trapped
it was brief but somewhat nice