You walk into the room and sit at a table nearby

A businessman here for a business meeting

A face so handsome you draw my eye

Stylishly dressed and confident

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A smile that is bright, imperfect and yet perfect

Eyes so beautiful as I meet them, and you look away

A wedding ring on your finger, what a lucky girl!

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Somewhere around 40, I think

Light grey jacket, dark grey pants, light brown shoes

A bright white shirt with grey stripe tie

No hint of grey in your conservatively styled brown hair

Lightly tanned skin, beautiful brown eyes

A hint of hair on your forearm promises a masculine hairy chest

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We catch each other looking again and again

You try to concentrate on the business at hand

I can see you are a little distracted

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I can’t concentrate on what I’m here to do

So I write this ode to you

I watch your lips as you speak

I may never know your name

I may never see you again

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I will always remember your handsome face

I will recall your masculine voice

You might visit me in my dreams sometime

I might visit you in yours

We might never meet

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One of us will have to leave soon

Both of us have to move on

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No, I will never see you again

But this hour we have shared

In this crowded room

I will cherish our time together

Forever.

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© Michael Young 2019