Infatuation

You arrested me on a dance floor in the centre of town.

Slight of hand and soft kisses aided your advances.

The sexy drunken stumble and child like smile you sported
gave me butterflies that I'm yet to shake off.

The stars giggled through hushes tones as they saw us leave
together, with your velvet toned skin sparkling under the rain veiled street lights.

I was crumpled against the wall by your single bed demeanour,
but I didn't care, your breath lulled me to sleep regardless.

The morning lark sparked my senses from through the window as
you showered.

I was winded by the prospect of kissing you goodbye and
infatuation met me at the door as I left.

At least I won't sleep alone tonight, I can always think of you.