It is an awakening. 

A different feeling

The touch that ha not been learned before. 

The way his hands glide above my skin. 

And how our shoulders tease each other with contact. 

It has a way of making me weak. 

My mind is lost. 

The focus is on your glance, and the way your smile curves. 

It isn't love, but I am excited. 

You have my attention, but I am not ready to let go of my protection. 

I see signs of mayham, but I've already lost myself. 

Somewhere between your caresses and the sweetness of the words you said. 

Where is my head at? 

Give it back. My body can't afford a loss. 

I fear you know the extent to the damgae you can do. 

But something in me wants you.