Always across the ‘room’

A new set of eyes

Coy glances

Smiles that seem to tease

My every desire

Seems so cliché

To imagine swooning

On a quiet afternoon

Where only coffee cups

And laptops

Create identities

With brief interludes

Leaving the regulars

Intrigued by the tight fabric

Of a summer afternoon

We will play the game

Of body language

~

Feeling my senses

Step outside of myself

Suddenly aroused

By the beauty of energy

Shared with glances and smiles

Wistful notions passing

The moments

Words that will suggest

Deeper tease of passion

I will watch a fingertip twirl a bang

While your eyes study the screen

My mind has enveloped your look

When a glance over the bar

Suggests I might smile

And negotiations have begun

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Yet how to surpass oh the many eyes

Hold figurative walls upon desire’s lies