Our eyes met at first
Tall, dark skinned, elegantly but teasingly attired
I looked away at first,
then our souls made that connection,
butterfly- like feelings engulfed my being and stirred my manhood.
I looked away
She stared at me seductively
I stared back
She was heading in my direction
Sweaty palms along with a butterfly filled stomach
what must I do?
Hello there, what is your name?
I hesitated and stuttered for a moment,
I whispered in her ears.
She held my hands and smiled
and pulled me in her direction.
© December 2014 Wayne Campbell