One Night Stand in the Making
I stare at you across the room thinking this only occurs in movies.
Reading The Skin I’m In draws my attention along with those terrible boots.
The blue shirt matching that nicely red striped tie.
I catch you staring more than once but yet we still are too afraid to walk those six puny steps.
This has the potential be a great one night stand in the making.
A ring denies us of the pleasure we both deserve.