I Love You More Than Sex

She imagined the bulge in his pants
Rock hard
Unzip those pants! 
Said a screaming voice in her head
His shadow was even hot
His reflection in the mirror hotter
She knew if she kissed him
It would mean walking into a tsunami
She was complex
He was complex
They already wore on one another 
As friends
And friends with benefits
Was not a real term
For real people
But if it were under some circumstance
Like the happenstance of mistletoe 
They would kiss
And the fire in her pants
Would ignite
And she would never turn back
And he might be fitting
For her natural tendencies
Her nipples were hard now
So she looked away
And stuffed her hands in her pockets
And remembered the cross around her neck
A friend is a friend is a friend
And a friend is not worth losing
Over sex.