PERSONAL:MY GAZE

I see you there across the room, through the crowd. My friend is saying something to me and other women flow by, but oh, let him talk, and oh, let them flow, for all is ignored. I only see you. These are the moments I live for. Snapshots of beauty, swatches of grace... A stare without staring. A smile and a nod to my friend. Slowly it dawns on him that I am not listening to him in the slightest, nor shall I. He stops talking and follows my gaze, to see what I see. And what I see is you, my lustrous-eyed lover... oh yes I do. Lover? But we haven’t even met! Yes well....And at this exact same moment in time, as if summoned,you glance in my direction, a dreamy wandering softness, a sweeping pass across the room and me, and then… a pause, and back to me. One one thousand, two one thousand, and now down and away. Yes, you see me too, my scintillating Titian goddess… and now you know.