Waiter - Mel Afoa

We had walked into the Mexican resturant on the 63rd Street,
short dresses, thick high heels and the brightest of red lipstick,
entered through the boulevard garden in the resturant,
for the first time.
We were waitered on almost immediately, the cocktails in our hands,
taken to the a table for two, booked for me and my best friend,
a band hovered around us, playing those beautiful salsa beat,
and we sat there in the resturant, all for the first time.
He came after the song was finished.
I was bent under the table, touching the tip of my black heels,
and when I looked up, he was there waiting,
standing tall, waiter uniform, handsome and strong.
As soon as his eyes touched mine, a surge of energy was felt,
the room became warm all of a sudden,
and he held my gaze for longer than should have been.
He asked me for my name and I could only reply with a blush,
he reached for my right hand and kissed it gently,
his lips pressing softly against my flushed skin.
His green eyes looked up into mine, sparkling sick,
his body, though covered in uniform, showed signs of glory,
his small smirk lighting up the already bright resturant,
and only a small cough from my best friend woke me up.
After ordering the finest of the resturant's menu,
he walked away, all full of grace and a sophisticated air of manner,
she could not help but kick me with those Jimmy Choo heels,
underneath the table, and we giggled until the food came,
laughing and dining in an expensive resturant for the first time.
Soon after eating, we danced in the garden, me and the bestie,
and he came with a friend of his, and they offered their arms,
we danced in the beautiful garden, the moon shining lightly,
his green eyes always on mine, hands lingering on my waist,
wrapped my arms around his neck, brought my body closer,
danced fast to the salsa, slow to the Mexican graze.

Our lips did not touch once that night, it touched more than that.
His lips glazed my body, likewise, all for the first time.
I found love on the 63rd Street, in the expensive Mexican Resturant,
the one with the boulevard garden and the delicious Taco waiter.