This time
I hoped to smile
Expect nothing
be perfectly discreet
cool as melon
in control
Then he appeared
Exquisite…Remote…
Composure left
poise vanished
logic fled
Feeling gauche
words inept
blushing
lost
Unable to know
that it’s all right
to be at sea
and be
worthwhile
monica monet
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-time-love-poem/
