(well) he’s a lovely distraction
with his coal brown eyes
and his smiles that whisper to you:
i’m layered in truths
as of yet barely uncovered.

(but) you cannot be that certain
he could think you too
a specimen worth dissecting
to find the secrets
you keep hidden so well within.

(and) then he speaks up so softly
you almost miss him
he says, the evening’s lovely
while keeping your gaze
the meaning isn’t lost on you.

(so) suddenly you’re left breathless
and he is silent
the current rages electric
you need to kiss him
but you smile shyly instead.