Once upon a time, eyes spied a vision of seeming beauty
I caught her with a line, because her lines moved me
Sauntering by was a deep plotted mission statement
Telling her she was so fine, she already knew she move me
Grinning in acknowledgment was a clue for a playwright
Five minutes in and I’m already suspended in time watching
Guessing the story but still watching and wondering, performing
As my observation proved to be history in the making
She was my premier and I was red carpet gawking and stalking
Waiting for any movements as her plot lines thickened
Growing impatient in all this screenplaying, desiring action pact
Has me reviewing what has been the 411 of dialogue so far
I said Hello and she said Hi in reply, leaving room for characteristic
Developments of an event not happening yet but possible in movies
Boy meets Girl and its automatically a match made in heaven
Cinematically speaking is not a guarantee of keeping a span of attention
As I fell asleep in recognizance of watching for all the actors and events
Missing the climax by assuming I knew naturally what was happening
Has me still waiting for future release clips of upcoming attractions
Praying for a sequel of her as I can hardly wait for what is next…..
Next time I see her viewing and go all in ….reacting to her moving me!