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Lipstick Smudge On A coffee Cup Smouldering Cigarette
A blank stare into nothingness
Suddenly I looked up as something caught my eye
A very pretty girl saunters in and buys herself a coffee
And perches herself cross-legged upon a cleared table in front of me
Among the crowded cafe din with cackling clucking hens
The mystery girl dressed divinely looking like a Bird of paradise
She flicks her hair and reaches down to her clutch bag
Takes out a cigarette and lights it up
Trying not to be noticed
I glimpse once in a while
She caught me and gave me a quick smile
She wore a fragrance that wafted my way
I have never had the pleasure to smell before
So potent and alluring that it awakened my senses
And evoked and oozed sensual feminity
I was pleasantly intoxicated adding other mystic
Her hair glistened under the ambient light
And nuzzled gently upon her ivory shoulders
Head down lost in her own little world far away
In an unknown place
Who was she where was she going where had she been
Questions permeated my captured mind
I noticed she didn't wear a ring
I suppose much wanted to talk and get to know her to pass the time of day
Maybe we'd get on who knows?
But I couldn't even try
She was so pretty
Maybe not to everyone but to me
She was beautiful she had something I can't explain
I suppose she ticked all the boxes at the back of my mind
Suddenly her cell phone pinged she answered
Judging by the big smile on her lovely face
Crunched forward she cradled the phone as if it was so fragile and
Precious I couldn't hear much
As the din around us was a little too loud
I know I shouldn't have looked
But I couldn't help myself
As a needy single guy my manly
Natural urges surfaced
For a short while, I was smitten
She supped the dregs of her cradled cup
Put it down stood up turned her back and walked away
My heart sank
I just yearned for someone to share life with
And make me smile again
She left me with a sweet taste
But a bitter unspoken goodbye
All that was left was a tender memory
A smouldering cigarette
And a red lipstick impression left on her coffee cup
But she left a bigger impression on me.
Another one that got away
Another crack in my heart.
Copyright ©
Peter Dome
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