Laying in my bed it's 2:20 a.m. Why am I up can't sleep only thinking about you and me. You're suppose to be just my friend someone I can talk to and bond with. Now I don't know what's going on with my emotions. This can't be happening because I have a boyfriend He's suppose to be the reason I'm up stingy eyes and a goosebumped body in the middle of the night. But no it's you and it all started when I said,"Could you please write a poem for me I like your poetry." You replied,"yes ma'am." You didn't think I was serious,but did it anyway and ooooh it was sweet. This is our problem highways,bridges,and plenty of water seperate us,yet we share easy conversation we don't even need words. I love your locks how they fall down almost to your waist. Your wide nose and big lips that cover perfectly straight pearly white teeth. So masculine yet sweet I'm so glad you are my friend,but is there more there? I find myself wondering what it would feel like for your pistol to invade my vulva lips How your strong straight fingers would feel on my caramel skin. You said if I fell you'd be the cushion beneath me or catch me. Either way you'd still keep me from a hurt mind,body, and soul. Said you'd respect me keep my days brighter and beautiful. You said you admire my hair and how curly and black it was. How it fell infront of my face when I laughed at your Lil' John faces. You said my words made your eyes moist because they were so silky and smooth. DANG!why do I feel this,this,this strange feeling I don't know what to do. Said I was special like a ray of sunshine made me feel the heat down to my toes. You wrote an Ode to me Miss Britt,made me want to cry. Uhhh said your mind was blank as you came to the end of the most beautiful sheet music I had ever seen in my life. Trading our thoughts and feelings deeper than an ocean............ But we're just friends right?