A moment in time.

I saw him tonight.

He was perfection.

Height, build, face and hair.

Everything I had imagined,

and more.

It was the way he looked at me.

One look. One smile.

He didnt even have to say hello.

He had me.

He was wearing jeans and a white button down shirt.

I was stopped in traffic on West 4th Ave as he was crossing the road.

His eyes flirted with me

along with his beautiful smile as I looked at him with no expression,

but he did not stop...

until I gave him a smile back as I drove by.

If only I could only go back in time,

I would tell him to get in the car.