Is It A Sin?

IS IT A SIN?

Subtle glances are exchanges
As I become captivated
Slightly enchanted
In complete awe of the individual
I see before me

When he walks…

His disposition
Laid back
Carefree
His style
So mellow
Yet gritty
He is a perfect blend
Of small town
Versus
Inner-city

When he talks…

He speaks in a cadence
That echoes a man born before his time
With a dialect symmetrical
To rhythms
And rhymes

When he’s near…

I breathe in
         The rawness of his nature
Bask
         In the comfort of his warm embrace
Encompassed
         In the security of his arms - with a touch exuding sensitivity and grace
Smothered
         In the firmness of his chest - with a sound beating in the same intonation as mine

When he’s this close…

I want to glide my fingers
Through his cornsilk hair
As I lose myself in his eyes
Become mesmerized
See him without prejudice
         Spoiled by his kindness
                   Smitten by his intelligence
Within his presence
My desires
Are uncontrollable
My feelings
Left wide open
I become vulnerable

When he looks at me…

Flirtatious smiles are exchanged
As I become more captivated
Deeply enchanted
In complete awe of the individual
I see before me

My mind soon starts to wander
And I begin to wonder
Is it a sin?
To be in love
With your best friend?