There was, as you had known there’d be,
a balm of calm in his demeanor – yet,
as soon as he had trained his eyes on you,
an equally familiar glint in him of seeing
a surprise in you – a sentience ready to assess,
more ready than you might have liked.
The prospect of a conversation spiked
you into just the tiniest distress. All you’dever wanted him, or anyone, to say was “yes.”