A Beautiful Stranger

Eyes looking peaceful
Bright beautiful and big
like they would just pop out of their sockets
Would make a perfect dance partner at a banquet
We had just met and yet it seemed like
I knew so much about him

He wore a white shirt
Like someone in a bleach advert
It looked so good on him
Maybe its because it was the only
Thing I noticed on him at first
Everything about him was bright and beautiful
He was just wonderful
I wondered what would a man like him be doing in
A dead town like this one

I couldn’t go to talk to him
Because his silence was golden
I stared at him as I remained frozen
He must fee like satin
His body was majestic
Like he was sculpted and carved with hot iron
Skin dark and smooth like dark chocolate
His body looked warm like midnight blanket
On a cold winter’s day

I couldn’t stop wondering about the softness of his lips
As he slowly sipped his coffee
I felt a slight tingle on my hips
As if he ran his hand across lightly them

Now I didn’t want to wonder anymore
I was ready to hear his voice
Oh how sweet it probably is
Deep and sexy I could let him talk all day
The sweetness from his lips could melt me like ice cream on a hot day
As I was day dreaming I didn’t see
He has stood up from his chair
I couldn’t locate him
I thought that it wasn’t fair
How could he just disappear

When I heard the voice I had longed to hear say:
“You look distant there, deep in thoughts…”
I had to look as he opened his mesmerizing mouth
To talk to me…
All I could do was watch the motion of his lips
‘Ok whatever you do please don’t wake up now’
I thought to myself

For  while we sat and talked
As time slowly walked by
I had never had a conversation like that before
Like when I was in the company
of that beautiful stranger
Days go by and still I think of him
how it would have been if it were real
if I had truly touched his muscular body
How complete I would feel
If I had the beautiful stranger in my life