Unspoken

Glancing across the room, our eyes meet.
Surprised, they quickly retreat.
A second, third, fourth...I lost count
Our eyes lock. You have me caught.
My eyes and thoughts take flight,
but my soul freezes in your spotlight.
Guilty through your magnetic grey eyes...
You look at me, they make me smile.
My composure begins to unglue,
I start to notice I'm snagged on you.
My mind is racing with questions,
but their are boundaries kept in professionalism.
Feel akward with this unspoken understanding,
put on the breaks for an emergency landing.
This situation is foolish, and I'm falling fast
out of my league, I don't have a chance.
Laugh at myself for acting like a child,
I haven't felt like this in a while.
A little vulnerable and a little up tight,
my soul quietly steps out from your spotlight.
Try to act calm and normal in your presence,
I bite my lip and admire from a distance.
Feel comforted that people like you do exist,
and thank you for being the silent standard I set.