I wrote this love poem
Because out of all the times shared-
I believed deeply in that specific moment:
When in the candlelit bedroom
I heard you slowly open the door;
Silently enough so as not to wake me.
 
You lightly sat beside me on the bed,
Lighting a cigarette I heard you sigh atleast twice and position yourself
numerous ways as if to look for the perfect manner in which
To do what you did
Not realizing my waken state you clasped my hands with the
Thought that I was in dreams;
Took them into yours and gently brushed them across your warm neck.
And when you confessed through shaking, unstable whispers
All that your concealing heart and confused mind kept hidden,
When you emptied the feelings of your soul, spilled anxieties over
it all and poured out endlessly your world for me
 
I Loved You
 
Even more so when you gracefully allowed your emotions
To slip through the crevice of your opening lips
To wake mine in an initiating move towards that
Scared, honest, sencere
Act...
 
And Then That Moment Passed.