The work days went fast
looking through the lens
at someone as beautiful as her.
She was very really to me,
and told me
at the end of our last night together
after beautiful
cool
conversations,
and subtle
electric moments

“You see me.” She said
And i really did.
“I see you too.” She told me.

As i did the gentlemanly thing
and walked her to the elevators,
she proceeded
to tell me how she saw me,
and i don’t remember the things she said
but they were beautiful things,
the sound of her voice in my ear was enough
the breath of it so close to my ear was enough.
She totally appreciated everything about me,
spilling our guts out to each other
in our last minutes
approaching the elevator
“(name removed) loves you so much.”
“I love her a lot too.”
“I love you too.”
“I love you too.”
we got to the elevator
and stopped and hugged each other
letting the people go in without us
and we let go of each other,
and then,
we didn’t want to leave each other,
she didn’t want to leave
we hugged each other
again
and longer
and then i let go
and then
she stepped into the elevator
and hugged me once more
and kissed my cheek
so i kissed hers back
and i let go
and backed out of the elevator
and she blew me a kiss
as the doors
closed
and i did
something
like out of some
romantic tragedy
and caught it
with my hand.

Caesar’s Palace
empty on a
3am friday morning
except for me
writing poetry
on the backs
of betting lines.