I catch his eye across the room,
the swig of a beer - a decision to be made soon.
Think fast, and drink even faster,
if I play my cards right, this won’t be a disaster.
Chanting: My carbonated bubble won’t burst,
so who will make take the long walk, diving in head first?
It’s a risk, and my heart is full of jeopardy,
but meeting someone new is the only remedy.
I give him a smile, let him know I won’t bite (yet).
Then make him an offer he’s not likely to forget…
This was when we first met.