Little Bit Obsessed

Friday night headlights
Dimmed down 
Trees sway, wind blown 
A glare across the slick street
like the words from your text
flashing
“when can we meet”?

drinks downed
tension upped
I have nothing to lose…
do you?

the plan to meet
the bar the music the throwing back the beers
the kiss. 
It’s always in the kiss. 

and then the song my kid plays as she enters and slams the door shut,
“I’m a Virgo, you’re a Taures” 
jolted awake from that daydream
ever so confused,
more and more obsessed with you.