- Vol. 05
- Chapter 10
My, oh my.
She is beautiful; that buttoned nose
Would cause you to loosen your tie, jump on toes as the bus goes by.
Her hair, mousy auburn, unfurling entangled in a winter scarf.
I thought her eyes were brown, but I’ve seen them closer now as green.
We’ve thought to approach her, a serendipitous bump on her path.
We know her route and her train.
Her steps are assured.
And I find her in a café, ordering a latte.
I exist only as ellipses, three behind her, but closer than ever.
Just within reach of fervour.
I must have her.
Must know her mind. Have her untangle mine.
I stir my tea.
But she is gone.
Lost to the sea of winter coats, umbrellas, and debris.
And so I look to the clouds, licking at the ocean’s horizon.
Worry not; we’ll find another, you’ll see.