Book Store Fantasy

book store fantasy summer of 2010 i’m sipping coffee outside it’s 90 air conditioning feels great what a lazy day inspiration nil my writing pad remains blank but then she walks in five-six raven hair look to see if she’s alone yes no male appears she gives me the eye her face shames helen of troy my heart is racing should i make a play or will she wound my ego? i’m vulnerable my girl just dumped me vulnerable but desperate I decide to play no hesitation she arches those black eyebrows says “your place or mine?” wouldn’t you know it my cell-phone suddenly rings reality dings