It’s Poetics Tuesday at the dVerse Poets Pub! This week’s prompt is harbinger.

the steamy glances

shooting over the top

of your menu with

Cupid’s arrow precision,

the way you look at me

and sigh like a slow summer waltz

watching my heart melt

like Belgian chocolate in the sun

with that curious half

smile on those (gotta be!) kissable lips.

And finally, my tummy flipping

and rolling with

infatuation-morphing-into-love:

that’s when I knew,

for certain,

a delicious heartbreak

was inevitable.