First exchange
They sat across from another, strangers
in the café, she looked to her book
He looked around at others
their eyes met briefly
There was an innocence about him
She could not take her glances away
A curiousness enveloped her
as he too was curious about her
A flush colored her cheeks
as he gave her a soft smile
she looked down smiling
wondering what brought them together
He moved closer to her within reach
facing each other, the first exchange
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
September 6, 2012
xo Regis
Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Your poem evokes something that often happens in public places. Too bad most of us are shy to break the ice.
Ron
Di
Mark
You have captured..attraction
at its best *Carolee*
Lady Vivian
budd
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
Great as always
Gail
Love ya!
Jane
left me with something. Either a friendship, a piece of advice, a sharing of sorts...which is still true to this day. Thank You, Carol
Deborah
I like the way you bring other authors to write the feeling you express!
Well done, my flower of a friend, your petals are moving the wind!
Teresa
These first moments can be so fragile, but they can be of influence for the rest of our lifes.
Beautiful reflected Carolee