I contact
i stood in crowded space
trying not to stare
but something about your face
caught my glance like a snare
a quick look down and up again
hoping i wouldn’t be seen
but i see your head turn and you focus on me
inside i feel myself squeam.
we made eye contact just the once
and quickly looked away
it was merely a momentary glance
and no-one was there to say
that when our barriers slipped today
it was anything but distraction
there was no mutual attraction
open for all to see.
