She caught my eye
It was hers and mine:
A moment frozen
In place, and in time

Shivers and quivers
Shot up through my spine
That second, that instant
something so fine

My attention was stolen,
I won't report the crime
fact of the matter is,
her heart is behind

skipping a beat,
 or two or three
nervous excitement
is what it looks to be

That moment is fleeting,
and has already past
But I ask myself:
when will be her next glance?