A/N: One of the oldest poems I've written. Even though I've done better, this is still one of my favorites. Hope you enjoy :)

Upon an evening still young,
I look for dark-eyed gentlemen.

Smooth ropes of pearls
Inlaid with jeweled flowers
Are frozen around my neck
Like ice crystals that fall
On winter's first night.

The ballroom stands
Before my eyes;
Golden-lit, with chandeliers
Everywhere, I see gowns
So intricate,
So enchanting,
That they seem spun
By spellbound spiders
For faerie princesses.

Mesmerized, I turn my head
And glimpse a gentleman
Framed in black,
Swathed in white,
And royal flush.
His cloak of black
And silk top hat flutters.
He steals my breath away.

The moment I see him,
Dark, dashing, roguish,
His eyes find mine,
And his eyes hold mine,
As he lifts a gloved hand.

I feel heat
Rise on my cheeks.
Then,
Breathtakingly,
Magically,
I see him come to me.

He holds out
A single flower
Red as heart's blood
Framed by leaves
Dark, dark green.

Now I see his eyes.
Like a wolf's, slanted
And dark as a forest of night.

What secrets
Do those dark eyes hold?
What mysteries
Could those dark eye have?
What wonders
Have those dark eyes seen?
The heat on my cheeks increase
As his eyes
Those eyes
Continues to gaze at me.
My lips part
But no sound comes forthwith.
He chuckles.
I find myself smiling
subtly.

Then I notice
The flower he still holds.
Red as heart's blood,
With a smell sweeter
Than poison ivy perfume.
Red
As the berries that grow
Outside my window
Mirrored by moonlight
Framed by dewdrops.
Red
As the blood that spills
On All Hallow's Eve
Trailed by demons
With lifeless eyes.

He smiles.
The dark-eyed gentleman smiles
As I accept the flower,
Inhaling its dusky scent.

My heart skips a beat.
I feel
My knees tremble,
Weaken like tired waves;
I am lost of words.
What is this feeling?
What has happened to me?
Is this what love feels like?
Does love caress
Like sharpened steel against steel
Or is it delicate, soft
Like floating satin sashes
In a summer's blue breeze?

I look again
At this dark-eyed gentleman
Through my lashes
While smiling
And I see those eyes
His eyes
And the kindness reflected
Deep within.
When his kiss comes,
Light as a feather,
Light as snow,
My heart coils
And bursts
Swirling with colors
Spinning with emotions
Sorrow and happiness;
Love and love,
Love and love.