Heart beating nerves on fire,
slowley smiling eyes flashing
finger tips on cool glass,
sketching a pattern
one that wont last
reason turns to disbelif
eyes glance one second two,
Confusion, confliced wary soul
Heartach predisposed
But yet was there a glimmer of truth from behind those eyes?
Imagined,scilence streaches between
The minitues that I pause
Yet trying to seem
Cool and collected
Not over affected
Voices break the trance
Moving to the side
But taking that second glace
Shake of the wrist nodd of the head
Walking off wondering what will happen next
