What finds you sexy like a darkened room

Like welcome ambience designed from

orange wine and candle flame

Asserts itself to me as mostly

Sharp Wooden Corners

Tonight is one big chance

to stub my toe
I want to buy you a drink

without needing you there

Want to go on a date

without bruising us both

en route to my chair 
It is embarrassing how much I want that

Embarrassing you have to walk me

to the bathroom like a child

To have you wait outside the door 
You picked this table by the window

You tell me whereabouts my beer is

in relation to my hand

I wonder whereabouts the self is

in relation to the body

If I could be the one to finally separate the two

For the moment, I am hoping

that you would enjoy my company

even with your eyes closed 
The echo of a tram light on your face

reveals to me that you are smiling

You are smiling, the tram passes

and it’s gone.