Beauteous Male

Three days later...
I'm still recalling that.
When like a cliche Juliet,
I looked down on a Romeo.
Just briefly, I was stunned
Beauteous male...

Smooth skin, warm eyes
Solid build, tossed hair
And that open smile...
I stared, he stared back.
That has not happened.
But I felt as if
I could tell all my secrets
To that open, accepting person.

I have pride though
I won't fall before anyone.
So I turned away. Slowly.
He took a step away. Reluctantly.
When I looked back, his eyes met mine
It was a thirty second meeting

Why did he hold my eyes?
Three days later...
I'm smiling, blushing, thinking...
I held his eyes. Me.
No male has ever...gazed at me
But that day, I held the eyes of a beauteous male.