"For Amy: An Epistle"

Across a crowded room
My gaze finds hers,
Our eyes meet and
Then she looks away.
But I can't.

I look to my right
And there she is,
My arms around her and I'd
Like to stay there all night.
But I can't.

The bottle is spinning
And I am the lucky one
Off we go together and
I want to kiss her so badly.
But I can't.

We drive home together
Her music touches me deeply
I'd love to tell her
Exactly how I feel about her.
But I c --

I guess I just did.