i'm standing by the bar
like a light, you're beaming
i find my phone to check
as though concealing
the excitement i feel
and the thrill of the chase
running through my mind
chasing through the maze
of a meeting perchance,
thoughts, feelings and other plays
we're talking, you smile
are you deceiving
the true woman inside,
the romantic seeking
and yet I push the thoughts,
aside, sealing
the thoughts that I am Cinderella
at midnight, you're my prince, kneeling.