I don’t know what he needs, I don’t know what I miss
I don’t know if he wants more or would be okay with a kiss
And my eyes are drawn to his magnitudinous frame
And I know him somehow but I only know his name
And I can’t touch coz there are rules
It’s almost like being forbidden in school
When we hopped the fence or got in quiet
He breathes so softly but my soul is a riot
As I try to contain all that he is 
Its almost like the girls at Pop Fizz
Back in the day but I didn’t go to that one anyway
I wonder what would happen if I touched his arm
Would it be ok or would a car alarm
Go off to sound that is not ok
Am I still me at the break of day
Or am I holding the weight of my age
The only way to release it is on a page