line of sight was unobstructed
our eyes flicker
communicating through
years of practice
i break the gaze
a weak move you might feel
instead i inspect
your slender figure
with fitted, mid-shin,
brown boots
black see-through stockings
a black petty coat
begins above your knee
that supple knee
beneath the coat
around your lower thigh
starts an armless,
strawberry sundress
your hair the color of cherry wine
your skin the color of peach cream
i was terrified by
your beauty
the flower lady strolled by
a picnic basket
a random assortment
safety pinned in her right arm
no sales pitch necessary
i gave her five
she gave me one
we argued
i received two for four
then
drunkenly presented
the proclamation of
my interest in you
said my name
said my state
said your beauty
then walked away.
you kept me
in the peripheries
i felt the eye
i felt the heat
i could find them instantly
underneath cherry wine skies
i desperately wished for sobriety.
the spirit's stench
all around me.
i kissed my drink
and forgot about you.
Floyd Crenshaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-around-5/
