COFFEE WITH SAMANTHA

COFFEE WITH SAMANTHA

A Poem by DrD

Samantha invited me to coffee

And made it awkward to refuse

So I made a series of mundane comments

“Nice house”

“Do you play the piano?”

One was pressed against the far wall.

“I hate winter, do you?”

 

And she was in agreement

With everything I said

And the slightest wit

Brought long ripples of laughter.

And none of her answers

Invited conversation.

I started to check my watch.

 

You would have smiled with “Nice house”

And answered, “It wasn’t always.”

“Do you play the piano?”

You would have said, “No,

But I know you do so you need to teach me.”

“I hate winter, do you?”

“I hate it more than you, let’s light the fireplace.”

 

Everything would have been different

Only because you were you

And Samantha is painfully Samantha

And suddenly her face hardens

As she realizes I am not succumbing

And says, “It’s not working, is it?”

While I smile and stand t leave.


© 2016 DrD



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Reading this one brought waves of sadness across my soul, as I realized the persona knew that this was no love story...😰

Sadly, this scenario is one played out across the globe breaking hearts in every way...😓

Very well done, you!

Alisa💥

Posted 1 Year Ago


DrD

1 Year Ago

Please forgive my delay in responding but I was out of the country for a few days. I deeply apprecia.. read more
Alisa Js

1 Year Ago

You are very welcome🎉...🎉

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