NOT Again

I can't think

I can't think of what if's

I can't afford it

I can't develop feelings

I can't be vulnerable

I can't allow myself to care

to fall, again

to hurt, again

~.~

Then you touch me

your arm fits my waist

your hand on my hip

your strength pulls me

my body fits yours

my hands mold to your face

my lips infuse to yours

and we smile