A wallflower approached
And gifted me with her fragrance this eve
Gliding across the dimmed room
Her heart upon sleeve
Still as I sat wearing emotionless hat
In her presence did I deeply breathe
It was conversation that she did seek
Did the silence that followed
Make us strong or fallibly weak
I puzzled as my spare hand
My whiskey did seek
Then as we danced did I often glance
At a woman of whom I knew nought
But viewed this night, a rare true sight
One of which I’d so often sought