Safe

Keep your voice down
We can’t let them see us
One hand with a cigarette
The other showing me where to go
I’m new to this
You’ve done it before

Tonight you won’t feel a thing
And now I’m more than hesitant to speak
You keep your hands tight against my waist
I closed my eyes, and you simply said
“You won’t forget this taste”

Almost forgetting they were not here alone
She grabbed his hand and led him straight to her room
The clock seem to stop in its tracks
He lost his sense of time and where he was really at

He’s staying cool, she’s pulling closer
Becoming a blur and all he wanted was to hold her
The light disappears and he begins to fear
Did his friends do their best to keep him prepared

His stomach starts to turn and he thinks of throwing up
When did the “act” become the art of growing