Swaying in time to the rhythm

my eyes focussed on him

my object of desire

my ***** on fire

each touch

made me blush

turned my knees to mush

he smiled my heart did a cartwheel

I was hungry, he was my meal

obsessed like only a teenager can be

already planning matrimony

he thanked me for the dance

didn’t give me a second glance

grabbed the hand of my best friend

my dreams came to an end