Lost In Thought

I sat in the corner of the bookstore Laptop open Swirling paper and ink smells circled with the coffee flavors Lost in thought I see this woman in front of me I wonder where she has been? Does she know where she is going? There is a sadness in her eyes, that holds me there Wondering who and why? Sometimes I see a flicker like a spark before a fire starts a slight smile as she seems lost in her own thoughts I wonder about her life I look away yet drawn back for one last look Swipe of my finger my screen comes to life As I begin to type For it was me I was looking at Jennifer Kiesling (c) 2017