the first time
walking into the room
drawn to those amazing eyes
the quickly flashed hesitant smile
the object that is
the reason for the catch in my breath
as your personality comes out to play
one true smile, one your eyes comfortably harbor
but still there.
you make me.
discovering my hunger for your attention
barely alive, but still there
testing out the shallow waters
around our glaringly obvious chemistry
but still nursing petty like for other desserts that;
my eyes (and my heart?) like to feast upon.
and filled to the brim with want
(and something more?)
when you confess
that you need me.
even more surprised
when i turn you down
and walk away; unknowingly
with your heart.
reluctantly, cautiously making my way onto the dance floor
my hand unconsciously held tightly by yours
as we begin to dance.
and as you held me close
my breath hitches
on the feelings your arms around my waist gave me
i think that night
you tangoed with my heart a little bit.
a long while later all of this
you call to;
with what results as all i could think of
while we played pool so terribly
were your eyes
and your lips
and how i wanted to taste them, oh so bad
going to watch a movie because none of us
wanted to acknowledge the tension
that we both felt
that pull that both of us desperately tried to ignore
the elephant in the room that had begun to squash us closer.
walking back and making light conversation
the night cold and brisk, apprehensive and foreshadowing
your arms around me as we walk, destination unknown
as you spill your secrets to me
as i readily devour them for safekeeping in my heart
and i consciously expose
the best and worst of me
to make sure that you're mister right;
needing the ever-present reassurance that you're the one
with the earthshattering kiss
that ends the night
and puts the first star in the sky.