Across the way, in the bar
she sat there under his gaze
moth in the lamplight
while he sat and didn't stare
he muttered to himself
turned away in the nick of time
always looking over to see
if she had seen
her phone rang, she left her chair
Walking past, mere inches away
while he froze in the glare
of a woolen skirt that fit
His eyes turned to follow
hips like a magnet
pulling at his eyes, until
she looked up
and he swallowed his tongue
22 October 2010
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LOVE this.
ReplyDeleteOh go on.... you know you want to touch. hee hee
ReplyDeleteThis made me smile by the way.
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gulp. I'm seeing it from both sides. Both good. Both real.
ReplyDeleteI met both of my significant others in bars. One I divorced and one who came back into my life better than ever.
ReplyDeleteIt's the old fashioned way to meet people, don't cha know.
i always feel like I've come home when I visit.
ReplyDeleteshe had an adam's apple..amiright?
ReplyDeletejust kiddin'. this was awesome, I imagine her having green eyes.
To see and be seen right?
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