Love Seat - Quarterbacks

Sitting on your loveseat

Making conversation

We have identical intentions

For tonight

And I’m pretty sure

You wanna to kiss me

But I’m too nervous

To lean in

And find out if I’m right

I keep touching your knees

Whenever we agree

The room is so warm

Your lips are

Overwhelming me

The way you form your letters

Each word just makes it better

The formation’s so distracting

That the content barely matters

Your paragraphs

Are an epitaph

For my self restraint

My patience is waning

Not sure

How long I can wait

But you’re looking at me

With full moon eyes

So soft and clear and bright

And I know it will

Be worth it

Even if it takes

All night

If you kissed me when

I walked through the door

I probably wouldn’t

Like you as much

But these anxious hours

Of anticipation

Will just make it

That much better

When our lips

Finally touch