Brief encounter

an uneasy glance across the room- a second glance none to soon she’s looking at me that’s for sure- she’s very smart with much allure the guy she's with seems to care- his arm around a waist that's bare she turns him with his back to me- her eyes just say she can be free an uneasy wriggle in my seat- where and when can we meet who is she then and what her name- i sure enjoy this flirting game i reach the bar and get a drink- then ask the barmen who's that in pink he shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly- i haven’t a clue who she can be I’m heading back to my seat- her lovely perfume my nostrils meet i think he's twigged it I saw him glance- our sly glances spoiling the chance he then heads her to the door- she gives that look what’s this for my stomach sinks we've lost our chance- my brief encounter has no romance.