Strangers at First

In a bar full of strangers

I weave my way through

the crowd on the dance floor

towards the rooftop view.

I pause for a tad

and take in the sights

palms rustle in the breeze

desert air fills the night.

Outside of this moment

the world ceases to exist

the warmth of my skin

salt teasing my lips.

The thought crosses my mind

"This couldn't be better!"

I'm free from the race

a vagabond jet-setter.

Just yesterday

in my cubicle I sat

pouring over spreadsheets

this, on top of that.

Stifled by routine

and starving for magic

I clicked a few buttons

and packed all my bags up.

Within a few hours

I teleported away

to this salty sweet rooftop

at a bar near the bay.

My worries behind me

I took in the scene

alluring faces

soaked in light tangerine.

"This couldn't be better!"

I think once again

Then. There you stood.

Across the bar with that grin.

Your blue eyes twinkled

as they locked onto mine

a quiver through my body

ran deep down my spine.

I knew in that instant

I'd forever be changed

the best things, they say

cannot be explained.

My heart swiftly opened

bud unfurling into bloom

the course of life altered

by a glance across the room.

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A note from the author - this was a poem crafted for the "From Across the Room" challenge to create a poem about love at first sight.