Eighteen & Legal

A year and eight months, of loneliness.

On a September night, she awoke to find

That she wasn’t going to be single for a while.  

Finally she was happy, she knew he was approaching.

 
She was meeting him at a place.

Somewhere that was common.

They sat outside, while the moon was out.

While the wind, gave a cool breeze.

 
His voice was soft and passionate.

His eyes were light and gentle.

He gave her the warmest touch of his hands, that were so gentle.

Quickly she would forget the cool breeze.

 
She couldn’t get him out of her mind.

She’s only known him for a few a weeks.

Though those few weeks felt like a lifetime.

Each day she wanted to see him more.

She’s wants to get to know him more.

What does he like to eat?

What’s his favorite color?

What’s his favorite hobby?

Does he have any special talents?

She admits that she was lazy in relationships.

But now she’s changed, and is welling to see more.

She wants to take an adventure with him.

She wants to see where this can go.

Each touch he gave her was warm.

Each touch felt it was lasting forever.

His kiss was warm, and fiery.

She felt she was in paradise with his kisses.

She was surprise about his age.

She was surprise he was five years younger.

Because it didn’t matter, she just didn’t care.

Because all that mattered was that they liked each other.

Now that they are together

She wants him to hold on

Because there going to, have some ups and downs.

But that’s the same in any relationship you’re in.

She doesn’t care if anyone laughed.

She doesn’t care if anyone was offended.

Because it was just the two of them.

Because he’s eighteen...and legal.