Tempted

Were I ten years younger, I would be tempted to love her. Being who I am, I can only make love to her and leave my silly thoughts unrevealed. She's not talking either. Studying those deep eyes of hers, trying to comprehend what's going on inside her is filling and charming enough. Because it must be and there's no other avenue for two incidental lovers but to keep their dubious experiments within limits — or quit. And I guess neither party is ready to quit yet.