I wasn't thinking of much
Just zeroing on anything but the foreign whistling in my ear.
I had scouted for a potentially enticing attraction
That, while available, was both empty and deceitful

I remember now the lesson: Past Conjugates.
So I conjured my accent and answered correctly.
The door opens, and at first I paid no mind
But then I was stirred from my consuming thoughts.

I was chosen as a partner.
I did not know why, but
Then my gaze shifted outward
And I came eye to eye with you

I stood aghast at the warm greeting
Enveloping what had been a miserable day.
You sat down next to me
And there we talked.

Flirts I had only dreamed of leapt out of my mouth
And into your elegant ears
The only thing more surprising than my bold approach
Was the satisfaction in your relieving reciprocation