The Dare and the Wish

I caught it ever so slightly

That elusive stare 

that masterfully shifts towards my right

And that nervous, yet intentional calm

That only widens the door of doubt,

Extending my wish and prayer for someday

When I'll find out how 

the luxury scent melds with your sweat.

The room spins a little

Then, I take another shot.

Three others do, too.

I could not stop laughing, but now

I wonder what about

Sure, part of it is the silly idea of you

And

me

She says it was in a car,

another says in the garden,

Mine was on a beach,

On a night when only the waves made sound

And the stars broke the darkness,

With just enough to show the way,

but still hide the faces

that were at bliss that evening.

There's just a table between us.

On it are the cards, bottles of beer, 

and a mix of yogurt and gin.

So close, and yet

The table might as well have been continents

For that's the distance between wish 

and what is.

But still...

The beach was uncomfortable, I go on.

Everyone lets out a loud laugh

At the grains that might have stuck everywhere.

It was sometimes a pain,

but mostly a thrill.

I see disbelief in your eyes

Then a smile,

I want to mean it like thirst

But there's that shift again,

as the room spins

I smile, too, only to mean

How it could never be for me

And

You.

But still...