In a crowded elevator I become aware of your gaze
I look up into cocoa brown eyes
Smiling over horned rimmed glasses
I smile back shyly
We walk the long hallway to a room
Full of people we know
Doing things we do
The conversations flow
Well after midnight
We make our way back
down the long hall
up the crowded elevator
Down another hall
You key in the lock
And a kiss sweeps us away
Into dawn
Monday, March 5, 2012
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