Months
had lapsed
Since
last I sipped
That
special tea,
Yet
each day on
Return
I would,
All,
For
another chance at sight
And so the day would then come
Where
between the wiping down
Of
empty tables and the trivial
Courtesies
shared, between waitresses
And
the occasional “refill” directed at you
Alive
lit the double glass
A
rainbow was there to pass
Gleaming
colors would abound
Time
did then stop; I heard not a sound
As
she skipped the crowded street before me there
Twenty
to the table placed,
For
about six dollars worth of grub-
A
small tip to pay for a chance at love,
And
to the door, rush did I,
Out
the jingle, jangle of storefront bell
To
the street I’ve come to know so well
Out
there, amongst the sea of autonomy,
Eclipsed
my eyes did she, the epitome of
Everything
I would wish in life
I
rushed through suits as fast I could
Wiggling
past the swinging purses and
The
clapping of canes, to her side I sped
So
brave
And
there she was; and there I stood
My
throat had cleared; the speech prepared
For
months on end, itching for its time,
It
was now here; it was past due
When then he came beside her
With slowing pace I began to lag
Thinking positive thoughts, just
To stay in the right frame, brother,
Cousin, coworker, friend, anything, any
message other than
What that embrace a moment later would
there send.
No sense in waiting is what I say. I'd rather be told a million times no then sit there and never know or lose a chance. Making up excuse after excuse can only go so far, but then nuts abound at my bar..haha
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