grey sweater, grey shoes
faded blue jeans and days
worth of beard stubble
but the smile, oh, that
made my heart stutter
and a shy flutter of lashes
as I snuck peeks
at you from the corner
of my eye, you caught me
every time, I've never been
so subtle as we sized
each other up over dinner
and you kissed me good night
closed mouth and innocent
I didn't know what that meant
but that I wanted to see you
again, I wanted to see
that smile again.

07/17/2004

Posted on 07/18/2004
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