HowItHappened

Our friendship has changed

Once comforting like granola

Bathed in steamed milk

Then deep like rich

Dark soil in which

We planted our delicate

Dreams to the cotton

Candy of our crush

To the tentative touch

Of curious fingers entwined

Finally to storms passion

Drenching everything in the

Rain of desires hunger

And finally back to

The quiet beginning wondering

Just what exactly happened

Like waking from dreams

Confusion full of innocent

Chagrin and cautious glances

Asking where to now