From - a tribute to my? girl

standing on a chair
you sought for something
that i guessed upon seing you there
a gesture or an expression
to come up with such a conclusion
that you were looking for me

it took you a while
it took a second for me to realize
all i could do was to be still
wait 'till those lustrous eyes
fall upon my own; mine

after my blink
you got me
i was on your far left
and there we both smile
at each other

you wore a striking green dress or maybe a gown
while i was fabricated orange and a tie along
you gave me an animated squink
while i approached you quickly
"Is there something wrong?"
it took a while for you to speak
but soon you whispered into my ears
"You're wasting my time"
We giggled.
While i brought you to the dance floor

it was moments 'till i got an upbeat
just the right beat
you thought i was a lunatic tapping my happy feet
of course, and ordered me to calm down
you stared at me
i slowly held you just like
a man, who has a deep compassionate evol on his lady
I threw " Don't step on my feet"
You returned " Don't step on my toes"
We became lunatics
dancing, no, gliding on the dance floor
just the right beat
to se these tow persons on their way

a breath to make us stop
a gesture to end
please let me take your hand
i'll kneel like a boy
arms holding yours tight
not thta tight for you to shake it off
i had no lipstick and so was your hand
i nimbled up to stand and took you back
never was it cool enough for us to sweat
not even an eye looked at us
everyone did watch us
all those
all these
i thought when i was in class
were those
were these
you thought when you were in class
we were still students, on opposite sides, just waiting for the right beat :P