I hear the
traffic in the street
Just here where
first we did meet
I looked into
your eyes
And you smiled at
me
Buses spilled
their cargo on the street
Crowded with the
trample of many feet
And you smiled at
me
We walked down to
your office block
Deaf to traffic
and the church’s clock
As you held my
hand
I felt your
warmth
But didn’t hear
that city’s swarm
Or the ringing of
the fire alarm
I felt your
warmth
You pecked my
cheek at the office door
I was sad that I
would get no more
I touched your
face
Your eyes said it
all
I rushed back to
my place of work
To bury myself in
the office murk
Your eyes said it
all
I tried to
concentrate that day
To please the
clients and earn my pay
But thought of
you
And your alluring
scent
Made me think of
a future bright
To be with you
both day and night
And your alluring scent
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Young love - a topic we never tire of! (Smile.)
ReplyDeletelove can happen anywhere!
ReplyDeleteThe joys of young love - or any love...i bet that was a long day in the office...but a good one perhaps
ReplyDeleteWhat a joy when a lunch break can invite you to such joy... Those where the days
ReplyDeleteinteresting how new love brings freshness to the sensoria. one remembers all the clinks and clanks, the tires rushing the horns blowing then that unabating wait for when next you can share with the one who revitalized these sounds
ReplyDeletegracias for sharing
Oh yes, I think the eyes can express so much and make a person to look forward to more...and there is also something about a scent that can stay with a person all day as well!
ReplyDeleteha. rather intoxicating isnt it...i hope for your sake that freshness of love and enchantment never wears off....
ReplyDeleteAt least you have the motivation to work - seeing her face in every corner of your office area :)
ReplyDeletelovely write Robin
Lovely reading! Oh romance is a beautiful expression of love…! How much I love this poem! :)
ReplyDeleteI'll have what she's having :) Loved this. It made me smile and think of old crushes
ReplyDeleteSounds like a beautiful love bubble! I liked this story a lot.
ReplyDeletehow lovely and romantic
ReplyDeletemuch love...
I remember being at work and distracted by love. Now I am old and in a state of love (of life and mother earth) and am distracted by work. LOL.
ReplyDeleteah i can imagine that you couldn't concentrate on the work anymore after such a magical encounter...smiles
ReplyDeleteThe fresh scent of love, her eyes saying it all ~ How romantic, smiles ~
ReplyDeleteThis reminded me so much of when I met my true love....and everything around us was non-existent except each other...those smiles, the eyes, the lingering scents....still there. Who wants to work when they are in love.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful to remember the freshness of feelings......love 'You pecked my cheek' expression... :)
ReplyDeleteI remember feeling like this. Pretty wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI don't much miss grand love affairs, but I do miss the way they can cast a glow over even the gloomiest workday!
ReplyDeleteYour use of form is very strong in this romantic tale.
ReplyDeleteCompelling piece good sir!
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