Mystery Companion

I cannot see his face

And yet I am drawn to him

His voice smooth

Calm

Though his speech is interrupted by um's and like's and yeah's

I don't care

For his voice draws me to him

And what does he speak of with such a magical voice?

Why, Arctic monkeys he says

And what of me?

I love that group

And suddenly attraction sweeps me

But I have not yet seen his face

Do I dare look back?

...

I look back

He's drop-dead gorgeous

And also definitely gay