Chance Meeting

Your mirrored glasses
Give you a penthouse pet
Aura
Complemented by
Hair, perfectly tasseled,
Nose piercing
Cheek bones
blue blouse and striped slacks
I lean carefully over
My reading
Sad to see you go
At downtown crossing
Won’t you stay another
Few stops?
Perhaps this morning
Getting to work on time
Isn’t crucial?
I’d run off
But no one cares
Except the people I’d hurt


I see her again
A few days later.
Still in the striped slacks
Reading a book
The title of which I’d love to know
Today pale blue toenails
Peak out of wide strapped
Beige mules that match
A blouse
Around your neck a sparkling wide
Necklace
But it looks like you burned
Over the weekend
A triangular stripe of sun
Burned down your upper arm
From your shoulder half way down to your
Elbow
And today the shades
Are missing
Perhaps in your purse
Safe away
Like your heart.