Our eyes met

For a brief second

And he smiled

I knew

He knew

Rest were oblivious

Of what our eyes transpired

Ohh those mischievous eyes

The way they caressed my flesh

The needles under my fabric attested

I sheathed my arms on my chest

He laughed winking at me

Embarrassed, I looked away

But I knew he was still gazing

Questioningly I looked back

His eyes were moist with desire

I knew

For I felt the same

Betwixt my legs

Only he knew

And I knew.

©LR