"You'll LOVE her!"

Friend of a friend, 'you'll love her!' she said

I didn't really expect to LOVE her.

The door opened, everything stopped.

only she was clear through the haze in my head.

My body abuzz, I retreat for quiet

my parents don't know, how can I hide it?

Deep breath, shaking hands, dry lips - a drink

I need a drink, something to hold - not her hand

to wet my lips - not her tongue

to warm my insides - not her touch.

We talk and joke, she's smart, kind and strong

We find we have lots in common as the night grows long.

My mask has held but I feel it cracking

with every probing question she's asking.

The parents have gone, I can finally relax

I've had too many drinks in covering my tracks

oh god, she'll hate me, but I have to try

damnit! the alcohol is making me cry

She's still here, and not annoyed?

"I'm sorry, I -". . . oh boy.

Her touch is like suede, soft and firm

Her kiss takes my breath, it makes me squirm

I want to go further, here and now

the party's still going, people are loud

She pulls away but only a fraction

suggests we go elswhere if we want some action

Our friend picks us up proclaiming 'walk of shame'

I haven't one bit of that, her look says she feels the same.

But the party is over and the drive is so long

It's crazy to want to stay, but leaving just feels so wrong.

Life keeps happening, but we keep talking.

We wish we could be together, even just to go walking

Long distance calls, late nights and breakdowns

we know what this is but can't say it from distant towns.

Together at last, "I love you"s finally come

but the world around us has come undone.

The borders are closing, who knows for how long

How can one thing be so right and the rest be so wrong?

We keep talking and writing, ten hours and a border between

eighteen months pass before I can be more than heard and seen,

to be kissed, held and touched...I could barely stand the wait

Two years on now we'll finally get our first real date.