here and there

even before the first conversation,
something.
a kind of gracefulness. he was graceful.

and I couldn't stop watching him.

he was easy and comfortable there.
            much more so than I.
and that was it: attraction.

there was something there.
a good laugh for my part, a witty remark on his.
and I came back again and again.

and sometimes there is still a good laugh.
between the wondering how I am still here.