Entering the arena,
Its hot and stuffy,
A sea of people everywhere,
I take my seat.
Our song plays in my head,
Turning the volume up,
I search for you among the sea of people,
And I spot you.
I hear the whistle,
I hear a roar of people,
The red-brown ball is tossed around,
I see you move your feet.
You move like a graceful swan,
Like a dog in heat,
You move as fast as the crane,
And I follow your every movement.
Seconds, minutes pass by,
And soon hours,
I enjoy watching you move,
To see you doing your best.
Heat consumes me and you,
I see sweat drip everywhere,
Our eyes meet for a moment,
In that moment, I knew a victory was imminent.
The clock is ticking,
You have seconds left,
My eyes still stuck on you,
No other men commends my attention.
Countdown,
The crowd cheers even more,
I remember being in this situation,
History repeats itself.
Running,
Running,
Panting,
Jumping,
And,
Score.
Victory,
For you,
And for me,
You chose victory.
The crowd roars in delight,
For a minute or two,
Cheering goes on,
Then they are gone.
It is you and me,
Alone in this arena,
Music plays in our ears,
You grab me into your hot sweaty body.
We dance,
A dance of victory,
Today we experienced new things,
Today I fell in love with you all over again.
Ain't I lucky?