is it the difference
between day and night
that must rule our world

is it about being caught up in the moment
innocently
one Friday night
that ends in a kiss (just one kiss)

and lying in bed that night
thinking
that the kiss was nice

waking up the next morning
afraid of what happened
and how it felt

taking in the daylight
when everything 'else' goes on
that is part of your life

thinking you don't have time
for such a complication
but still find yourself smiling
even if for just a moment
when i call

you don't want to give in
you don't want to think about it
but that kiss was nice
and suddenly you forget to breathe
and want to slow down

because the sun is shining
and you are ever so busy
more and more demands each day

and with all that is going on
everything that is happening
everything that will happen
here i am
arms wide open
day or night