# ftl

random chance meeting  
sweater that shimmers  
parties are fleeting  
your glances glimmer

post selfies in slack  
our dms vanish  
a coffee date ask  
making a plan-ish?

calls about lost work  
texts about gender  
watching your lil’ smirk  
my heart grows tender

shopping for red skirts  
sharing a small lunch  
enjoying my quirks  
i’m having a hunch…

flirting a little  
to see if it sticks  
too noncommittal?  
or does it just click

late night at a show  
we let our legs brush  
at the bar i chose  
you admit your crush

a ride to your place  
the tension growing  
sharing a small space  
finally knowing

nervously waiting  
for you to arrive  
_fuck, now we’re dating._  
we instantly vibe

## poem details

- [color](https://chromato.graphics/colors): [Dazzling Blue](https://www.pantone.com/color-finder/18-3949-TCX)
- sampled: sparkly sweater
- felt: 2022-02-12
- wrote: 2022-03-30
- posted: 2025-08-10
- [tags](https://chromato.graphics/tags): [#clothes](https://chromato.graphics/tags/clothes)  [#crushes](https://chromato.graphics/tags/crushes)  [#food](https://chromato.graphics/tags/food)  [#friends](https://chromato.graphics/tags/friends)  [#gender](https://chromato.graphics/tags/gender)  [#love](https://chromato.graphics/tags/love)  [#new york](https://chromato.graphics/tags/new%20york)  [#red](https://chromato.graphics/tags/red)  [#trans](https://chromato.graphics/tags/trans)  [#🪴](https://chromato.graphics/tags/%F0%9F%AA%B4)