Warm mouths intertwining

Heated by the yellow sun

Melting into one

It was beginning to be

Too much
Too fast

Made me want to hide away

Somewhere no one would look

I said slow

He understood

And moved to a more comfortable pace

Slow, slow, slow

Chaste kisses goodnight

Never anything more

It’s nice and it’s calm

Not overwhelming like before

Neither press or shove

Comfortable slow