Sighting

You asked me to dance and I said no thank you. You came back around after some time had passed and asked again. I said ok. We’re on the dance floor and I commented on your coat. We danced two songs and you said it was worth the wait. We didn’t get each other’s names or phone numbers. I ended up leaving and I’ve been thinking about the moment sense. Who are you Mr. Tall, dark, and handsome?