He placed his hand on her knee once again,
And she sat placidly in her seat.
She admired the contrast of his skin to her pants,
And wondered if he could feel this heat.
He ruffled her hair as he sat down beside her,
As if she were nothing but a pet.
She momentarily thought about ruffling something on him,
That he wouldn't be quick to forget.
His knee brushed against her own
As he sat a little too close to her once more.
It was beginning to be a little too hard
To keep from walking out the door.
He brushed her ear with his fingertips
And she almost fell apart.
He didn't realize that when he touched her skin
He was also touching her heart.