I saw you there
in the coffee shop
drinking coffee.
I saw your bible open
and your journal too
while you drank your coffee.
It’s not that I didn’t see your long blonde hair
Or appreciate your beautiful eyes
Or notice your curves.
But those things are common
especially among the young
I see pretty girls every day…
But I do not see
open bibles and journals
next to cups of coffee.
It took equal parts
self control and depression
to keep me from approaching.
Sometimes,
a line should be a route–
not something up your nose.
Sometimes,
a drink should satisfy–
not inebriate.
Sometimes,
the twitching you see in a stranger
is not what you think.
Wow–packs a punch.
Is it like poetry-boxing then?
Completely took me away from the path I thought you were laying out for me. Job well done.
LetSdeG,
Thank you so much.
-Soul Walker
p.s.- You should consider putting a link to your blog on your gravitar (unless you are trying to keep things separate).
I comment on people’s blogs when I really enjoy their post. If they are really interested in knowing about me, they will figure out how to find me.
Understood.
Soul Walker,
Well you know how this one resonates for me… Thank you.
Eric
Eric,
You are welcome.
-Soul Walker
Next time I go to a coffee shop, I will be extra attentive to what others are reading. Usually my eyes are fixated on my laptop screen.
You should try writing about it while still at the coffee shop.
Good idea! There is plenty of writing inspirations at the coffee shop. That is after you can finally obtain a seat.
I haven’t been to a place like that in a long time.
(meaning a coffee shop busy enough to not find a seat)
wow, this hits home.
very strong, what an impact.
Is it strange that I am glad and sorry to hear that it hits home?
not strange at all