Eyes Lock

Across the hazy neon lights and endless thumping bass
Our Eyes Lock

I’m cautiously leaning back in a sofa,
clutching the milky remains of another night
She’s on the dance floor. Grinding. Thriving. Moving.
Again.
Our Eyes Lock.

Another day, another night, I would have done nothing.
But tonight I, I let out a small smile
And walk towards her

She separates from the writhing mass
Of a quick dance, a quick drink, a quick shag.
She’s poised, confident, striking.

We’re Close.
She moves closer.
Come on. Say something.

Her voice is hardened,
She’s lived more than I
My slight hesitation betrays my posture

She giggles, lets out a mischievous smile.
Our Eyes Locked.
And our lips Met.