I see you and feel you,
from across the room you smile
The briefest interaction,
but that's all I need.

I know what you want,
you don't need to speak.
I see it how you move,
and how you look.

You have your intent in place,
you gather your tools.
My senses heighten in anticipation,
there is excitement in the air.

You start your work as I watch,
taking my allocated place.
I stand close behind you,
my arm around your waist.

Pulling you close as I lean in,
the dance I love has begun.
Because behind every good man,
is a woman whispering filth in his ear.