Is this lust?

Time slips away from us

My guard slips down 

Her hands slips in my hair 

And somehow I slip further out of love 

I dream of her touch 

I think she dreams I'm someone else 

In my dreams we never run out of time 

I'm so glad this wasn't a dream

I think I touched the heavens

When I touched her face.

Today my bare feet touch the hard ground

As I touched my bleeding heart

For a moment, the world went still

The thought of her still lingers in my mind

Our chemistry is still there

How is it still so wrong?

She's slipping away for the summer

I'll dream of her 

Touched by her I am no longer

And I'll still be here next fall