Your eyes glow
when you see me across the room.
It’s been a long time.
You’re still wearing your heart
on your arm.
Once again,
I feel appreciation for your admiration,
awkward it’s still unrequited.
Oh, the confusion of my youthful charms.
Thank you, for
reminding me
so sweetly
who I used to be.
Shawn L. Bird 
Chances are, he is right, and you still have it.
lol I suppose that would be good, even if I’m not doing anything with ‘it.’ 😉
🙂
I find myself thinking through similar scenarios tonight and this poem resonates. Excellent write! Brian
sometimes your poems just really strike a chord with me. this one did and here is my response:
Reunion
It’s always the eyes
I recognize first
Seeing you in the crowd
Smiling, happy
Just like I remember
I feel
the glow of your affection
A hundred ways to ask
How is your life?
Suddenly, again, I am the awkward girl
Struggling to find the words
I don’t understand this fear.
Still here after all these years.
We could have been perfect
Beautiful.