FREE LOVE LETTERS

Love letter # 697

Now that I have seen you, I cannot un-see.

Until today, you were a name in a group chat. Tonight, you are the lingering sensation of a fine-boned handshake, a picture of wide open eyes, and the thought of coffee-silk skin.

Did you hold my gaze for a moment more than necessary, or have I already begun the dishevelling process of imagining?

What if I dream of you? What if I wake up altered?

If only I had been a minute late. If only you had not said hello.