she whispered....but was well overheard !
it was quite a normal morning.
woke up early and in decent mood.
had some breakfast and a shower,
was in time and on the move.
it was typical english weather,
a light rain was drizzling down
but not windy, nor the coldest,
autumn fare, expect no sun.
on the stop i was reflecting,
of the busy day ahead,
when my bus it turned up timely
picked me up and all the rest.
bus was full, as usual really,
with no free space round my head.
without wanting i saw something,
made me make a double take.
it's the smile that drew me to her,
locked my eyes into her eyes.
though the distance was mere meters.
it was quite a big divide.
she was oh so very beautiful,
though for me a tad too old,
was surrounded by more ladies,
more my age, beauty untold.
but that morning it was special,
i was feeling rather bold,
held her gaze, she reciprocated,
and the journey was a haze.
people round us did do notice,
that we were locked in a stare.
but i liked what i was seeing
and she did take up the dare.
well a good ten minutes later,
with the staring still in bond,
charming lady pushed the button,
telling driver when to stop.
she had got to her destination,
and prepared to move along,
for a moment she was near me,
and then lost within the crowd.
but that day i will remember,
for the rest of all my years,
for that moment she brushed by me,
she had whispered in my ears:
"thank you darling, made my day"!
whispered...yet well overheard.
tell you something, my dear lady,
"i thank YOU", i must confess,
for i still carry the remembrance
of your lovely smile that day.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
now this is a true story...i was about 24, and yes, she was a very beautiful woman in her early 30s.
xx virgosign
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