My Best Day Ever Poem by Jason Sailor

in the dark
the reflection of the screen
lightening your complexion

you sink in the seat
your hand on the edge

not watching the movie
focused on you

you notice my glance
edge your hand to my seat

no movement unnoticed
our hands meet

you start to pull away
but i want you to stay

more than friends know
i realize how your thumb traces the curves of my fingers
i match your every movement
more intent know

you curl up in your seat
leaning closer to me
our eyes meet
the ocean is all i can see

the ocean surrounding your eyes
you will be my demise

because if i dont have you
even if you knew

the feeling i have
cannot be met
by the label of friends

you will be my demise
because if the silk were my hand lies
moves ever again
i will never win

the reward to life
is not by the knife

but by the feeling
of you loving me back

and when we get up
and walk out the door
he will turn around
and our hands will meet no more

though you know the connection
that we will feel everyday
i will still long for that interaction
that we had on sunday