The World's Prettiest Thief

I don’t know how we did it

But we’re finally here

Together on our first date

My mind gripped with nervous fear

We walked into the museum

A friend of mine said you’d like

I took them at their word

For I'm not the artsy type

Waiting in line

The nerves grew stronger

Wondering if this line

Could be any longer

At long last, we got two tickets

The fun could finally start

I didn’t know what I was looking at

But I tried to sound smart

Baroque and renaissance

To me, it’s all the same

To you, it was like meeting old friends

As you knew each artist’s name

In the porcelain room

Intricate designs covered the walls

The first time I took my eyes off you

Moments before I would fall

You were pointing to the sign

Which read “Interactive Exhibit”

Your eyes begged me

To give this place a visit

The room seemed empty

Only a single screen which covered the entire wall

A projector added some life

Blinking lights read “Can you clear them all?”

A wall once blank

Filled with tiny red gears

Which when tapped would turn yellow

Before they finally disappeared

As the clock wound down

4… 3… 2

The screen flashed bright white before

Revealing a picture of me and you

At your behest

We played once more

Jumping, sliding, and diving

Trying to score more than before

Inevitably, the clock approached zero

I wanted to clear the wall, for your sake

Maybe then, you’d be convinced

That saying yes wasn’t a mistake

The way you gently touched my arm

Before pulling on my sleeve

When I turned, our noses nearly touched

My lungs forgot how to breathe

Floating to cloud nine

On an icy, peppermint breeze

My heart is mine no more

Thanks to the world’s prettiest thief