Behind Closed Doors

Fingertips tingled when touched  
an accidental brush  
the feeling of your shoulder  
created a heated rush  
 
A sideways glance  
an ever so sly smile  
sneaking a few words  
oh yes, these memories still get me high...  
 
You watched through an open door  
as i quickly strolled on by  
no one else was looking  
so you followed me inside  
 
Fervent touching, feeling, kissing  
that was just our style  
the slightest sound made us silent  
but only for a while  
 
A room in the very back  
and rooms one, two, three, and four  
that was only a tiny taste  
that turned into so much more  
 
A passion that burned recklessly  
with desire as we explored  
oh yes, it is amazing just what can happen  
when you get behind closed doors