A little nervous...

Angel,

I have a confession...

I am a little nervous about tonight. I am nervous because I know what is going to happen. It will happen, and you may never see it - or if you do, perhaps you will not trust it... and if I tell you what will happen, you will not believe.

But this is what is going to happen...

You are going to enter the party and I will see you across a noisy and crowded room. Perhaps I will catch your eye, or perhaps you will not be able to pick me out of the crowd...

But in that moment where I first catch sight of you, all else will stop - everything else will vanish. Stopped time and silence but for the pounding in my chest and your slow smile as you move through the room...

I know that the room will change - air and light and sound - and in that moment when all else has fallen from this earth - I will fall too... My breath will stop and I will be filled with an ache of longing and desire. Your beauty like splintered light from diamonds, or stars reflected in a calm ocean... the kind of sudden beauty that steals a man’s ability to express what he has just seen... Time stopped catches a man helpless...

I will be held spellbound by your wonder until the whole world comes crashing back... The turn of your head, a smile, losing you in the crowd... the frozen moment broken and I am released though the effects will resonate through me the whole night... like trying to find your sea legs on a ship... the earth has changed under my feet and I am unsettled...

Later, I will hold you close - and that frozen moment will still be with me - the impossibility of this angel in my arms will rattle me to the core... I want to show you how you make me feel. I want to show you your impossible and wondrous light and beauty. I want you to feel as special as you make me feel. I want to make you undeniably happy. I hope that I can achieve it.

Just me.