Coexisting with ease...

No sex. Just friends. Let's see how well we mingle first. Talk n put things on the table so intensions don't lurk. We can be as upfront as truths can show. Possibly finding a reason to move forward with words. To conversate on another level where friends exist. No touchy, no feely, just u n I biting our lip. Holding back what we feel we want each other to know. So a chameleon doesn't appear full of desperate hope. Hands off n emotion set aside. Just allow there to be a u n an I. Coexisting with ease. Without the urgencies of pleads. As is in true form as the individuals are noticed. Face to face n staying focused. Taking breaths that fill the mood. Undisturbed by what doesn't move with the room. As steady as sure can align with a use witnessed. Doesn't obtaining the cure of happiness...