A Heart Floats
Sometimes there is no attraction.
Sometimes the eyes do not lock.
Sometimes there is no mutual smile.
No blush, extra heart beat or shock.
A heart floats around life, like in a party,
With a glass, empty, wanting to be filled.
Seeking another heart that holds a bottle of nectar
To be shared between beautiful friends.
In between those times we live.
Often thinking of opportunities missed.
Hoping fate will smile upon us,
allowing the two hearts to be joined again.