You lie
Waiting,
Watching -
For that perfect
Soul to steal.
Surveying the crowd,
Conforming
To whatever will win them
Smiling, your eyes unwrinkled
I thought I saw you
See me.
And now I know, but much too late -
I have given you
Exactly what you came for
Undivided attention
Laced with kisses -
Confirmation
That you are wanted.
Your skin steals moisture from my lips
Your fingertips graze my neck
Your eyes triumphantly hold my wandering gaze,
Now you have me -
And it's the last thing you could want.