I'm Holding My Breath Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

Much of my day is so mundane,
boring, uninspiring,
mind numbing even…
But there you are again…
Walking past my window..
A slow, purposeful stride, long legs
cutting through the air.
A quick glance at your watch
and you pick up pace.
I'm holding my breath
for fear of disturbing the air around me,
tainting the perfect image I have of you.
You walk a little faster, then start to run.
Your shoulders, so broad, swing in sync
with your arms.
You glance quickly over your shoulder.
Your face, now etched into my vision.
So classically sculpted,
a Greek God..almost..
I'm holding my breath,
unable to gasp at your exquisiteness.
Lungs burning, cheeks flaming,
head so light it could leave my body.
Your arm outstretched,
Hailing the bus.
Running, you jump on board,
coat trailing behind you.
The bus slows and stops, and in an instant
you and the bus are gone.....
Until tomorrow..
And I exhale….