Flirt 1

the two of us seated
in a crowded space
of smokes and perfumes
sometimes sounds and noises
we randomly take note

just me and you
and clinks of our drinks
cheers to you
to each other's health
and the love that will

tonight or tomorrow
to the night, for the night?
or we can borrow
from or off each other?

i'm confused, are you?
i don't know, how 'bout you?

is that a touch...
of friendliness
of fondness
or flirty hints?

the reactions
are confusing
are obtrusive
sometimes obtuse

it's running out
my morale juice
let me bail out
but first, truce

will i see you again?
next time maybe
here, again?
i hope before 30