Your eyes straying to me,
And staying a little longer than they should have.
They’re a lot bluer than they used to be.
Passing like sentiment shadows in the light.
A touch here,
A caress there…
Sitting close enough to whisper in my ear.
“You’ve always been beautiful…”
I felt it…
Tonight…I felt it.
Do you think they know?
After all these years,
Tonight it was reciprocated.
“I wish you were here.”