Flower Poem by Lacie Wasserman

Your lips touch his with such tenderness. Your hand slides slowly down the side of his shirt. You know what he wants. But will you give it to him? Is he that special to you? The only flower you have. Never to be replaced. Do you trust him with your fragile flower? Will you give him everything even knowing that its not going to last? Knowing hes going to take your flow and break it if you give it to him? His hand slowly slides from your hip up into your shirt. He rests it on your side stopping, skin tingling. Your heart races to your throat. and you think, 'Does he really want it? ' His arms wrap around your waist, pulling him closer on you deepening the kiss. He suddenly stops. He looks ar you with glittering eyes, almost tears. He whispers 'I love you.' You smile, kiss him, and say it back. YOu know he wont break your flower and destroy everything. He grins and holds you in his arms. You blush without him seeng, resting your head on his chest. You close your eyes and breathe in his sent. You both have fallen in love. Knowing when you said those three words it was ment to be.