Staring at each other from across the room, laughing at the secret only you and I know.
Leaving the venue separately, but meeting at my place later. No one has to know.
Your fingertips brush across my hand, as we pass each other in the hallway. Looking back and exchanging knowing glances. A promise of a passion filled night.
Jumping apart from each other in the elevator, so no one finds out.
This secret love we share is ours, and no one else’s.
In this attention starved, overexposed world, it’s nice that only you and I have this moment. Our moment.
Let’s let this be ours just a little while longer. Before we tell the world.
Let’s let this be ours. Just you and me.
- Kim V. Poetry