Him...

He stands in the doorway, looking around the room. I can see him, but I don't think he notices me watching him... As he proceeds to lead himself closer to me, I can see that he has picked up my energy- by greeting me with a smile- so warm, I can feel it in my soul. How long has it been since I have wanted to feel the warmth of a smile, a heartfelt kiss-- when deprived of these things, you tend to miss the presence of a manly essence. I didn't think I would cross paths with such an attractive, unspoken, but sure to be well-spoken man because I had given in to my thoughts of being alone. Having thoughts of how he would sound on the phone, how it would feel to be touched, how the scent of him would cause such a rush! The time that we would spend, would be the best times, even in the stressed times, cause we could connect on all levels, not just a few. I need to not coast off into a dream world too far, cause he is here for someone else {"Girl, it ain't you!"} Deep breathing, as he passes my visual, sigh of relief as the feelings fade, brief fantasy of the love we've made, and I'm done. I hear a sensual voice from behind, as I close my eyes- "You're not the only one... I saw you, but I didn't think you would talk to me. I can see that we are sharing the same thoughts of each other. Would you mind having a drink with me? I want to see if my thoughts of you can become our reality."