Taboo

It began with a playful fight on a lawn

Little shoves and tugs from which were born

Something, a spark, a tiny flicker

A trickling stream that was bound to get thicker

Tickles slowly replaced the pinches

And distances between us reduced to inches

That night, easily, naturally, without a pause

I found my fingers tangled in yours

I know I should have, could have stopped

But sparks ignite with a mere drop

Of fuel; A touch, a glance a smile suffices

The fire, it grows like a beast and rises

One minute, a glass of beer in hand

The next, everything we'd planned

Melted down to nothing and instead

We fell over each other on our rooftop bed

We laughed and rolled and kissed all night

And all that was wrong, seemed so right

I don't know where to go from here

So for just a minute more, stay with me here