One Moment

My limited interaction with this person created a deep desire.

Your eyes dove into my soul and it was perfect.
A moment of quiet surrender between strangers
graduated with honors.
We sat close, with knees kissing.
Desire built a skyscraper of eroticism.
Few words passed between us,
but anticipation greeted me with a butterfly's wings.
A tender touch and I had to go.
Leaving turned to longing,
and my mind wrapped itself
around possibilities.