one week

I remember
all day Monday in your arms
the way you looked at me
and let me look back at you

I think
it’s sublime and romantic
when a complete stranger
can level me with their eyes

I know
our time together was fleeting
but burning desire is not an
easy emotion for me to manage

I can’t
keep shaming myself for
reacting out of character
in an improper incident

I would
rewind and go back
if I had the power to, and
if you wanted to see me again