An Encounter of the Once In a Lifetime Kind

Encounter of the Once in a Lifetime Kind Waiting for his appointment, he scrutinizes her (she’s oblivious to him). Long tapered nails, like wing-tips of scarlet butterflies, flit above a keyboard, and her perfect form sits poised, tall and straight in her seat. He imagines her in red chiffon. . . seated in his sports car, the bodice of her dress tight against white skin of ample apple breasts. Long tapered legs emerge, and red high-heels touch street as he takes her small soft hand and helps her from the car. Inside the club, the music plays calypso. He finds himself a slave to hips that undulate beneath a swaying skirt, and long svelte arms that draw him in. . . Her eyes are hieroglyphics; ravishing. He cannot fathom what she sees when he is in her gaze. Perhaps she is a vampire. Common though he is, his blood is just as red as any man’s. Would it be so bad to have that ruby mouth upon his neck. . . . . ? The eyes he could not read are looking up at him from her computer. Now he sees what he missed in reverie. Her eyes are two comets with a brilliance which he’s never seen before. Such as these are glimpsed but once in a lifetime. They travel over him. How can he even hope to ever be their sun? Her smile is a rosebud now opening to him. She tells him he can go into the room. And as he turns away, he looks back one more time, wondering and wondering what he might abscond with when he leaves. What of hers could be his souvenir? For "Free Your Mind~! (Free Verse Only) Contest by Chris D. Aechtner back in 2011 And now for Linda's Your Best Free Verse Poem Poetry Contest