i am sincerely ******, in the least literal sense of the word.
standing here, dancing here, steering clear
of your eyes,
catching one at a time.
sharing a feeling, a glance,
a momentous instant that lasts longer than it takes to occur.
realizing, oh this night is like a match,
it's been struck and it's bright,
and one day it will be wet, rained upon in the middle of a city street,
where we will once again meet.


But, until then, we have tonight, and the anticipation of knowing one another.