Bright Shiny Thing

Winter's setting in,
nights lengthening,
cold settling.

I want to curl up on the sofa
with someone
and watch movies.

Someone,
suitable,
might just be you.

But I fear distraction
from the things I have to do,
and the giddy imbalance
of meeting someone new.

Lit up in the flare of your brilliance,
I see nothing else
and imagine no other thing
could ever
possibly
bring me satisfaction.

Step away.
Take a breath.
See you from a distance.

You bright shiny thing.