I walk into the hotel bar... Across the room sitting at the bar slowly sipping a red wine I see you... My breath leaves my body in sudden gasp... I slowly walk across the bar looking at you in the full length mirror as I walk the length of the semi crowded bar... There is a man sitting on each side of you... You have the drink sitting in front of you and 2 more untouched sitting way out in front... He man closest to me looks up as I walk closer and give me a look that all men know and understand which say " she is untouchable and ice queen" the other man doesn't even bother to look up from the drink half gone in front of him... I move to a table to the right of you but slightly to the side where I can watch you in the mirrors...
The waitress comes and I order a half orange juice and half ginger ale... I asked her if she knows who you are and she replies I don't know sir but my advice if save your money and don't waste your time... She will not drink what you buy... I laugh softly but loud enough and I know that you have watched this in the mirror as has the other people... I do not order you a drink I wait... My drink arrives and I sip it... I take the cherry that is garnishing the top and holding the stem I lick it slowly and take it into my mouth like it is the most precious gift in the world... Looking into your eyes at the bar mirrors the whole time... I detect just a faint smile...
I sit there for a full 30 min then call the waitress over and tell her miss please give that lady at the bar a red wine on my tab... The waitress smiles and say ok one more victim... I smile and she leaves and tells the bar tender to give you a drink... He scowls but what the hell he still gets paid drank or not... I see him pour the wine and set it down in font of you... The room is silent like a tomb... Everyone looks and watch to see how I will react when the drink is untouched...
Will he be anger will he be sad... Will he get up and storm out... What will this next victim do... You look up into the mirror and the whole room gasps visibly when you pick the drink up and take a slow sexy sip of the blood red drink... I smile slightly and nod... You smile just fro a brief moment and look around the room in the mirror at all the faces... The men on either side get up and walk out as if on cue... I pick up my drink and the room holds its breath thinking here he goes... I walk to the other end of the bar and sit down I am about 8 seat away from you and we are now staring at each other... The tension in the bar is incredible... You could cut it with a knife... The sparks that fly between us are so intense anyone walking a path between would get electrocuted... Its like raw sexual energy has been released into the room...
Just at that moment a song starts to play on the bar music system not a person is dancing or even standing... I walk over to you hold out my hands and with out a word spoken take your hand and lead you to the dance area... I whisper in your ear as our bodies join... Hope you don't mind but this is your song... AMAZED... Its like our bodies are a perfect fit they join together as one... One hand is on your lower back and the other is just on the area above your bottom... You are holding me tight around the neck... We slowly move along the floor... Bodies swaying and keeping time to the music... I gently kiss the ear lobe that is on the side my head is turned to... I feel your body tense this is the moment will she walk away or slap me or what. The room has stop existing... You lean back so our eyes meet and slowly lean forward and our lips touch... To people watching it is like a yellowish red spark flies from the contact...
. As you lean back I watch you, and wonder, could this man be different, could he be genuine. These questions will linger till I can find the answer. The dance was perfect, the sparks were flying, but I had to keep my head with me. I could no longer face that bar stool looking and wondering, if I would someday find that happiness. As all the others looked on as we dance, it was like there was no one else in the room. I was in heaven or so it seemed. The music dies down, and reality faces me, here is the perfect gentleman dancing to my song, not saying a word, but talking to me with his eyes.
Ohhh how I could just die in this mans arms, so strong, his eyes chestnut brown, so honest so sincere, but without saying a word, I walk back to his table, sit down and sip his drink. Still no words are said, but the look in his eyes, scared look but happy. What was this man thinking? What was I thinking? How could I have done this, I don't know this man, no more then I knew any other before him. But the difference here is he won. I could not resist him. Still without a word, I sip his drink and watch him. Watch his moves, his emotions on his face, his hands, everything. I sat and I watched him. In his eyes he was telling me his story. His eyes were telling me that he was searching for one true love, and here it was. Sitting in front of him in a bar. He was telling me that all he knew was how to love, and how much love he had to give. I shivered, not knowing what the future held for either of us. I watched him watching me as I shivered, and without a word he puts his jacket around me. Not knowing that it was cool in the bar, he did it out of concern for me.
As we gaze into each others eyes, I could sense his love building. He began to rise, and held out his hand to take mine, I took it without resisting. I belonged here, this was right. Still with out a word we walked out the bar, to everyone's amazement, the other drinks untouched, we began to walk down the street. Hand in hand we walked, still nothing was said, till we arrived at the park. In the gazebo was candles lit, someone else had a special evening planned. The candles still burning from the other couple, this man takes me and walks me up the path, into the gazebo. Then out of the blue, that same song starts to play again, he takes my hand and we dance, now we are truly alone.
As the candles continue to burn, we dance, and the music did not die, it kept playing and we kept dancing. Still no words have been spoken, but none were needed. Tears were flowing down my cheeks as he took a tissue and wiped them away. The physical attraction was one thing but this man had opened a door I was afraid to go into. I could not love or be loved, how did this happen. He almost seemed worried as to why I shed tears, but deep down I looked into his eyes he knew. Afraid of what he thought cause of my tears, I turn my head in shame. I have to be stronger, I can't let anyone see my weakness. With a deep breath, I put my head up high, and I see you watching me, one look into your eyes, and I fall to pieces, I can't do this, I can't. No words were said, but I could not look away from those eyes that were telling me, its ok to be afraid, but its also ok to be loved. You don't need to be strong, let me be your rock, you can lean on me, you don't need to run and hide and feel all that pain, you don't...