We poised on the street, still as death.
Both speechless, her eyes looking into mine.
Her hands in mine, gentle as the night breeze.
We stood there, breathing our own air,
Our hearts beating to a tune.
I didn’t know where she ended or where I began.
And in that moment, it didn’t matter.
It was just right.
We spoke a language that went beyond words.
“Hi” she seemed to say
“Hi but have a nice time”
The sight, the feel…..the perfection.
But it ended
We took a step back from each other
With one last glance to relish it all,
Then like steam, we slowly absorbed into the night.
The fading sound of her high heels,
We never gazed back.