Eye Contact

I spotted you across the room  
You saw me looking  
But you tried to play it off  
I was captivated by your eyes  
I didn’t mean to stare
I’m not trying to be disrespectful  
To your man  
But if I’m being honest  
He doesn’t look like  
he’s taking care of your needs  
Sexually  
Am I wrong?
If I was  
You wouldn’t continue...
To make eye contact with me...
Slightly grinning...
Checking to see  
If I’m still looking at you  
I am  
 
Am I  
Imagining  
your interest?
I take a sip
Of my Hennessy neat
And slyly lick
So it doesn’t drip
You bite your bottom lip  
Without breaking eye contact  
Now I know I got you  
Your man
Touches your shoulder  
To get your attention  
For a second  
breaking your concentration
But you sit down
Where  
You can continue  
your stare
You sigh
As you look at your menu
Wishing  
I was on it
You glance back at me  
I shoot you a wink
And you take a slow breath  
Through your dress
I can see your nipples harden  
Like someone turned on the air
you sensuously  
bite the strawberry  
that came with your drink  
I can tell  
You’re thinking...
What I’m thinking...
 
 
As we continue eye fuckin each other