A touch, a nudge
sends those butterflies fluttering
I stare and think is he really here,
is he really talking to me,
gazing into my eyes
moving a little closer as we lean on the rail
touching
staying up late
losing sleep
just to talk with him,
but I don't mind
I enjoy talking with him
making plans to go out for lunch
to go over to his house
watch movies together
now I'm waiting for that question,
that one question
so I can say yes
and we can both walk away together
holding hands