Please come read Christine’s wonderful poem “Dragons and Peonies” about those first gazes across a room that turn into – More! See if her words touch off some of your old memories!
The skin I am in
Longs to become acquainted
With the skin you are in
Our eyes meet
Across the room
And I forget that
We are not alone
We came tonight with
A larger group of friends
But we are increasingly
Attuned to each other
There is something in the air
Tonight
I like the
Boldness of your gaze
As you keep catching my eye
Your snaggle tooth grin
The sound of your laughter
At some inside joke
The tantalizing glimpse
Of ink peeking out of
Your shirt sleeve
I wonder what it will look like
Lined up against the ink
On my arm
My gentle peonies
Against your fiery dragon
Your jeans and ironic tee
Hint of lanky muscles
Of steel
That I think will fit nicely
Against my curves
I cannot stop the smile
And slight blush from
Crossing my face
You seem to be
Reading my mind
Across the room
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