I loved her soft brown hands
Her eyes as she looked at me
A glimpse of faraway mountains
As she brought my coffee at three
Her bangles on each arm
Married not long ago
But her husband works far away
And that is where she yearns to go
Behind the counter smiles
Her eyes look down in case
Others may see her sad desire
Which now shows clearly on her face
Each day I visit there
To see these sad brown eyes
Why does this beauty yearn for me
How long before she ends her sighs?
I have to work up north
Building a bridge up there
Busy but still missed her sweet face
My Mona Lisa dream affair
Even I was surprised
To see her face now gone
I felt quite numb that she had left
Her eyes for me no longer shone
Coffee had a bitter taste
Sugar could not take away
Cursed with thoughts of that pretty girl
Painting thoughts of infidelity
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Ah, sweet fantasies! Your romantic tales are always written in a way that has the reader enter right in.
ReplyDeleteA ravishing tale with a sad ending...
ReplyDeleteIt is always good to keep those dreams alive, even if they are fantasies. One can always imagine what might have been.....
ReplyDeleteI imagine many such affairs are carried out only in one's imagination. Well told, my friend.
ReplyDeleteOh I hope that she found her way back to her husband... but as a fantasy it's a good one.
ReplyDelete'Coffee had a bitter taste sugar could not take away' this is so poignant!!💞
ReplyDeleteOh the romantic love affairs we have in our dreams, our desires....your words brought a big sigh to my heart.
ReplyDeleteI love the rhyme, and that last stanza is just perfection.
ReplyDeleteAh, the coffee is just not the same. You may need to venture out into another realm of dreams ;)
ReplyDeleteI love "My Mona Lisa dream affair." I think we've all had one.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautifully penned! And I love the close here--
ReplyDeleteAh fantasies ~ sigh ~ A captivating and intriguing piece - wonderfully rendered
ReplyDeleteWhew, that was a close call ... but a brown-eyed girl who wears bangles is hard to let go of, even if she is married.
ReplyDeleteWonderful tale. The fantasies we carry inside are most interesting.
ReplyDeleteAn infidelity never fulfilled. A good thing, I think. I like how you write about the not so subtle desires of human nature. Well done!
ReplyDeleteSimple things in life. That's all they would need! Their wants are limited yet they are contented!
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Nice one Robin, she slipped away like a phantom
ReplyDeletemuch love...
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ReplyDeleteReminds me of an old Temptations song called "Just My Imagination." I like the mystique about this one...
ReplyDeletelovely.
ReplyDeleteAt first reading I thought she was unfaithful. At second, I wonder if something happened to her.
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