Damn It!

He blew in from the west like a warm summer breeze a breath of fresh air and eager to please His eyes were so stunning a warm caramel brown he had just the cutest slight aging frown Handsome and alluring he put his hand out to greet Yes, it was me he wanted to meet My Heart started pounding was I enough his hand was so kind yet rugged and rough All else around me faded away he started to talk what did he say? I struggled to hear did he say Team? I woke with confusion Damn, just a dream.