Blue eyes Tinder, Caution-filled, Catch my gaze. Across the way. From my stare Back. Strangers, Being familiarized. His pale skin. His unshaven Whiskers. I smile. He shoots A beam of heaven My way And I bathe In its angelic Warming glow. The rain Humid and patting. Lightly Outside Of my brain. And pumping Along with the Rain, My heart beats Harder As the special One Approaches . His lips part. The air Escapes. Leaps off of his Tongue. He speaks.