Opening Night

yes it was
clumsy and flimsy
sweet and sexy
and a little bit scary
watching, waiting, wary

stolen glances
through endless shapes
thrown over a dinner table
infinite row of forks
every cutlery set
a fifteen minute dish
of trite polite conversation

later
        she had whispered
        and squeezed his hand
first, pretend to be adults
down here
then, go and be adults
for real
some otherwhere...

and the evening dragged on
glacier river slow
not without it's moments
        toes rubbed together
        under the table
        mouthed loveyous
        behind napkins

just the knowledge
of palm anticipating
slide over soft skin
and tongue licking
red wine drops
from a glass
foreseeing
exquisite options

almost too much to bear

noone noticed
except old grannie
        who always notice everything
leaning in
between blue cheeze fromage
and tiramisu dessert

Don't rush it, boy
and treat her right,
I know you can.
        murmured under Tokaij breath
And don't you worry,
I'll stall your parents,
hers too. It's a night
for the young, one to remember.

a creamy coffee treat later
four silent feet
ran stolen steps up stairs
hand in hand
hearts in heaven
to a secluded premiere

a night for the young
one to remember
and with many more
to follow

just then just right
this opening night
far from flawless
clumsy and flimsy
sweet and sexy
and a little bit scary