"Cookie may:" ...

balmy monday afternoon, summer in seattle
spring anywhere else , nonetheless pleasant.
usual monday trek, downtown, mind's repast
market bakery first, stop at madison, second.
 
coffee, and cookie, if in stock, me in mood
i'll wait , best seat in house, patiently.
perfect view, for women watching, relaxed
hidden, in plain sight, like a fixture.
 
unobserved observer, i watch them move
exaggerated swing, or normal gait, fluid.
natural allure, like nerds and computers
some things, attract other things, balanced.
 
then moving to , the second stop ...
 
enjoying the walk, liking what i'm seeing
getting there, hoping you to see again.
you i've noticed before, looking forward too
monday, there you were, then moved north.
 
in cream you're well suited, sun's play in hair
radiant visual cacophony, self service cpr on me.
the way you moved, like your suit, showed reserve
the suggestion of form, sans provocative display.
 
beautiful women abound, just take a look , i do
see that often a shallow veneer, so much paint.
knowing , that in knowing, look's value wanes
in the face of a ruthless, superficial mean.
 
i look a lot, and sometimes, with fortune
notice something, beyond the outward facade.
chemistry , mental , or hocus pocus energy
a sense telling , an addition to the vision.
 
so it is , as i 'see' it , with you.
for you , i hope, reassuring to hear.
would be fitting if you felt that way
and okay if you don't ...

 
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by t.white
© March 1995