Sighs Matters Poem by Charles Hancock

We sat on a blanket and stared at the dimming sky
It was a cool evening for the Fourth of July
She asked what kind of mood the moon will be in
Then said the night air was giving her goose skin

So I scooted over and put my arm around her
For a moment I had delusions of grandeur
Did I just violate the rules of the friend zone
Testosterone can be an overpowering hormone

Her response was to lay her head on my shoulder
Secretly I hoped the night turned much colder
We sat like that for all of the fireworks display
Both of us love to celebrate Independence Day

Gathered up the blanket and the bottle of wine
She stated she had fun and was on cloud nine
I had to take the plunge; it was now or never
So I kissed her for what seemed like forever

She gazed at me with her bedroom eyes
Whispered that if I wanted to get the prize
That I should never leave her heart in tatters
And always listen intently because sighs matters