Man At The Window Seat
by Amber "V" Moonstone
11/03/09
Man at the window seat,
captured my attention,
nicely manicured,
casually dressed.
Looking at his phone,
he left to go outside
to politely make a call.
(Probably a lover.)
Yes, talking to someone "special"
the crossed leg,
the boot gently moving
as if in sync with his feelings.
Softly, you spoke as I walked by.
We made eye contact
and both smiled a knowing look.
I got into my car and drove away.
Lovely energy eminating.
I can always feel
when someone is balanced
and in "Love"!
As I drove to work that morning,
I began to re-evaluate my life,
I surely do miss those casual, wonderful,
bantering phone calls to start my day.
Sheila
Be always safe,
Karen
Love and stuff,
Sage
~smile~
I've enjoyed coffee alone but with an energetic heart, myself.
Love and peade,
Susan
Love
Christine
hugs
fee
You make this reflection so immediate..it's in the almost casually observed details
the boot gently moving
as if in sync with his feelings.
that the poem shines and speaks to the reader. Yes!
John
Georg
Cheers,
Dan
And sometimes, like with this...feeling our hearts beat out a high 5 reminding us of love.
Thanks for this.
John