After months of exchanging words, Going through the intro period, Then seemingly establishing, A friendship more serious, I was able to place, Words to face. The opportunity finally arrived, When I could see you and let you see me, And refrain from trying to hide. From your description, It was going to be easy to recognize you. Of this was I sure. But when my eyes caught up to you, My mouth literally dropped to the floor. Their focus was nothing less than amazing, And I’m sorry, If you thought something was wrong with me, Because I couldn’t keep myself from gazing. I got nervous though, Cause of how your perception of my looks would be. Did you think I was ugly, unattractive, pretty, Even though the most relevant question was, What did you think of me? My thoughts could not be heard, But then I was assured that, You liked what you saw. You stared at me continuously, As we conversed as if you wanted more and more. Then, came time to leave, And I didn’t know if I was to ever see you again, My distant friend. As we stood out in the cold of the night, The draft engulfing us heavily, I turned to you, you turned to me. Arms quickly stretched ready for a tight embrace, Lips slightly perched waiting for the gentle brush of your face. My arms were well received, But my lips remained untouched. I didn’t know that a stranger, Could positively affect my spirit so much. We let go of one another. We both knew that we had to depart, You leaving me with the sound of your voice, And me leaving you with a portion of my heart.