Just a taste

You're the kind of friend  
I'd be happy to make out with  
and not as the prelude  
to something more naked  
 
I just like the way your mouth curves  
and I'd like to have a taste  
without the burden  
of expectations  
 
And you walk the line  
of good and bad  
with enough finesse  
I think you could  
lick my tongue  
without us falling in love  
 
I miss the the promiscuity  
of my youth  
that had me kissing  
any willing mouth I chose  
 
So come and kiss me  
without the expectation  
that our friendship  
will be different tomorrow