Once is...

Dropped what I was doing
Watched it tumble to the tile floor under my feet
If I was falling
Would you try to catch me

Or let eyes cast smoky gazes
At lips, and shoulders and strong hands
Appraising other porcelain parts
Before their inevitable crash at your feet

Isn’t that how it all ended up
A supplicant on his knees
Bowed head and bowed mind
But up cast eyes, admiring your presence

Would it be wrong if I did admire
For what is a woman if not the most important idea of admiration
Ideals of perfection finding their home in the curve of hips
And the playing of hair over sumptuous skin

The line is blurred between fascination and attraction
Leading smiles to mean more than they should
Lending touch more import than it has
Leaving my mind beguiled and bewitched and behind to try to separate the two

Positively perplexing the spirit that has dampened itself in obeisance
But it’s my own fault for letting it happen again
A smile and a pair of eyes have consecrated my emotional upheaval once more
Affectations of affection on both sides, enumerable mistakes

When we meet again, will we share silly grins and pull each other close
But you must know this
Once is asking
And twice is begging…