Poetry

Ill-timed Serendipity

Stepping in from the rain
Into a sad café
Cold, wet, uncaring

‘Til I catch a you in the periphery
Feel your presence
Instantaneous knowing

Salacious vibes caress me
Climb up my arms to my neck
Blood beats in my ears
Lascivious fantasies brew

A glance from you
Lust starts
A serendipitous encounter
Microseconds that feel like a lifetime

I feel secure in this moment
Perhaps I’ve always known you
Just maybe, you want to know me

Amidst the reverie
An impersonal ma’am summoned
I’m next in line

Time for coffee
Not dreams

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