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The Implications
I was not expecting
To fall in love
Today
It caught me
Off guard
And unsuspecting
I was tired
Dirty
From work
An travel
I’ll just drop in here
For something to eat
My mind
It was way ahead of me
Already in the shower
Getting ready for bed
Craving
Cheese and olives
I looked up from the selection
Straight into her eye’s
Those big orbs
Of onyx
Her spell
It struck me
I tried to talk
But mumbled
And thumbled
I see my reflection
In her eyes
And when I open
My mouth
Butterfly’s
Did flutter
Coming out
Oh why
Did she have to smile
My legs froze
In place
As my torso
Melted around them
Like the bottom end
Of a candle
I tried to speak
Again
But nothing
Nothing came out
Am sure my mouth did move
Moved in silence
“Are you ok?”
She said, so softly
Oh why
Did her voice
Have to be so soft and sweet
All I could think to do
Was lower my head
Into my hand
I came back up
To breath
“Yes, sorry. Am just tired”
“May I have.’
Her hair
Matched the colour of her eyes
So long
And straight
“Look for a ring, idiot”
My inner voice yelled
Her ring finger
Stayed hidden
From my view
I tilted my body
Left, then forward
She looked up at me
Through the glass
Oh , stretch, stretch
My inner self was doing a face palm
Way to go drop kick, it said
“Was there anything else?”
“No, no. Thankyou.”
I reached out for my selection
To far
To fast
I felt the softest hand
Under my dirty
Orc fingers
Oh, why did she have to be so soft
I pulled my arm back
As she tilted her head
And blinked, questioningly
I didn’t need anything
Down the aisles
I walked
Just the end
So, I could look her way
Both times
She caught me
And smiled
Oh, why did she have to have
Such a beautiful smile
I think
She might be on to me
So paid and left
Left myself
A little flustered
Probably
Busted
Am only there
Every other week
Twice now
But have been unable
To manufacture
A meet
Some nights
She keeps me awake
And I worry
About
The implications
Copyright ©
Dominic Middleton
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