Thursday, 22 January 2009

Dot Perks Cafe Leeds, 6th June 1992

I just sat watching you
As you talked and drank
Your Baileys with ice
Your long fingers
Laden with rings
Though none of them gold
I don't know what
You were discussing
But you were so animated
Your hands prompting
And explaining your words
I didn't even notice
Who you were talking to
I thought my eyes
Must have singed your neck
But you never turned round
Effeminate yet masculine
Your long plaited hair
And a pierced right ear
A thin face but not gaunt
With a chiselled jawline
I couldn't see
The colour of your eyes
But I guessed deep blue
I watched as your fingers
Carressed your glass
They say there's no such thing
As love at first sight
But there sure was lust
You talked and laughed
And you seemed so happy
I was yearning for you
To look round and see me
Looking at you
I would have died
If you had
But I was sad
That you didn't
And when you got up to leave
Your long flowing coat
Beautifully complimenting
Your tweed trousers
And your outrageous silk scarf
You didn't really walk
You kinda floated on air
And when I could no longer see you
I got back to my paper
Finished my coffee
And left

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