My Sidewalk love...

A familiar place we once visited...
shows no evidence of our past presence.
Many have trampled on this very same area daily...
But this spot is sacred to you and I...
On this piece of concrete, our eyes first met...
In that same breath, my heart disobeyed rhythm...
My palms instantly became moist, only to meet the fabric of my jeans to hide the evidence...
My eyes focus on you...
By passing pedestrians are but a blur...
I'm deaf to the normal traffic cadence at the moment...
Words escaped from my mouth, but sound refused to follow...
My mouth dries in fear, and my stomach threatens to evict my lunch, if I can't regain my composure...
My brain finally steps in, and sends the obvious message to the supporting cast of my body, and it reads...
"He's in love".....