The sweetest twist

By this time you already know what I am about to say.
Brown eyes, pure seduction looking only towards my way.

We exchanged a few words, some hellos, and then the goodbye.
Standing up I was ready to go, you took my hand and said I love your eyes.

The blood beneath my skin began to boil.

My heart jumps into adrenaline mode
Touching your moist skin, this sexual tension between us showed.

White pearly teeth, smiling with such charm.
In my dreams you would have me around your arm.

I look at my watch and in a hurry I had to go.
Could there be something from this, a love that could potentially grow?

You slide your number up the sleeve of my wrist .
It was the start of a very mysterious game with a twist.

Waiting for my stop, waiting for this to pass me by.
If I thought about your body upon mine, I'd like it and I would not lie.

Your perfect lips speaking of pure bliss, I'd throw my bags and go in the for the most beautiful kiss.

Its my stop and now I must go, somewhere else his love would grow.

You walk outside behind me as you call my name,
this is but a beautiful terribly tragic game.

You watch me walking as I take the hand of another.
This man he is nor my best friend nor my brother.

Your heart sinks, as a beautiful perfect moment was ruined forever, because I had someone else, you bravely believed we would be together.

I walked away and gave you a smile, like a perfect
selection from my favourite little isle.

You look down at the floor, theres the number you had shared with me.
I was not alone, for my heart was not free

This beautiful tension between you and I,
Its like perfection, I want all of you and this I cannot lie.

Behind the number that you sweetly passed up my sleeve and into my wrist, I returned the favour that would end in a twist

My number written in sweet seductive pink,
"call me tomorrow" written in beautiful ink.

Two strangers exchanging un-resistable feelings from one to another, but in that moment instantly this young stranger became her lover.