i lost you somewhere in the fog

i lost you somewhere in the fog i lost you somewhere in the fog tuesday, the day we shared apple pie and coffee i knew by the way you swallowed your words and politely wiped the punctuation with your napkin soft music cooled our coffee, black and when tears welled in your eyes i had no doubt you would walk away when the final word was spoken and last glances devoured like dust in the sunlight i never knew then, and don’t know now… where did you go when you turned left towards fillmore street? aimless, it seemed and yet with power and reckless determination like a stallion in an open prairie i see you on occasion and yet not sometimes it is your eyes worn by another woman sometimes your smile has been stolen but never can another woman wear you like you did when i hear the song that played that day tuesday, when we shared apple pie and coffee i close my eyes and watch you walk in the door turning right from fillmore street my eyes are closed, wishing that i was dreaming waiting until my coffee is stone cold hoping for a fresh cup with no tears while watching the server walk away… just as you did © tolbert