I almost knew you......

It's seven o'clock in the evening,  the sunset made fair

I was passing by when he waved me over to his porch

despite the random acquaintance he offers me to warm up a chair

then as an icebreaker he offers me a puff from his cigar

smiling now,

I carefully accept from the stranger that sat near, yet far

the first drag in I can taste the nicotine and his toothpaste

handing it back over, he once again deliberately inhales,

he seems to savor and appreciate the juices I placed

then I take a drink from his glass, leaving my lipstick behind

the air around us now mixed with his cologne and my flowery perfume,

with a soft breeze, our scent gets carried away with each puff of smoke

invested I am in the awkward yet casual conversation,

I feel his gaze start with my girlish lips,

down to the curve of my feminine breasts and hips

I feel his eyes undressing me with each word that he spoke

blushing now, I hint that I want another sip from his glass

he agrees, still laughing from the recent joke

my lips make it to the rim, nervous, the Merlot drips down my chin

I use my fingertips to gently wipe and lick it away

he's still watching me with a charming and handsome grin

boots begin tapping as he reclines and stretches back,

and after another flirting glance, we start conversing again,

my mind now tracing the lines that shape his masculine face

wondering how he might feel against my soft skin

hot and flustered by the vibration within

confused by the pulsating rush, I finally realized it was my phone,

 

a call from Sue...........

 

"Where are you?" she asked.

"We've been waiting!"

 

Both of us disappointed with reality

he gets up to shake my hand and say goodbye

sharing the cigar and Merlot I thought,

 

       I almost knew you......................

 

Reviews

[quinfinn]

oh, hell yes! those almost encounters are the most fleeting and tormentative in retrospect.. what if.....? thing is though, i think that most of the time we are fortunate things ended where and when they did, after all, things always happen for a reason. or do they? provocative and relevant. very compelling write!

[Muse]

thank you...I couldn't agree more.

[quinfinn]

welcome....

[Penlady]

I read this before, read it again and I could read it every day andd never be tired of it. The story brings to the fore, passions that lie just below the surface, and allow the feeling of them. Thank you. Beautiful, yearnings.

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OH S**T! *snaps in z formation* WICKED! At the last line I wanted to sing sooooo badly, "Now you're just somebody that I used to know,"....but that's just me. wicked job!

[Muse]

ha ha ha...love your comment. I think this is all somebody we used to know. ;)

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. damn ! ... these phones are a nuisance ... lol ! ... :D ...

. seriously speaking, this is a phenomenal piece of writing ... this is that journey into consciousness ... that connects the consciousness of all those who are reading to the consciousness of the narrator and the stranger ... i feel ecstatic when poetry pushes the boundaries of perception ... there's much more than what meets the eye ... poets like you are born to reveal the human mind and its intricacies ... and yes ... i relate to this piece ... i wouldn't admit to this easily ... :P ... but i am admitting to this right now ... it's a perplexing war of unstated emotions ... when a scene like this unravels ... the silence in the air is buzzing with conversation ... i remember being in such a scene ... (though the details of my story are different) ... and i remember the buzz ... we know people we have met much more and much better than we think we do ... and they know us too ...

[MoriartyMesa]

What it be way out of line of me to say, "This is like THE WHO" and yes it rocks.

[Rusty]

Nicely done

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

wonderful

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

REVISED: DOH! Missed that one totally!!!
(She shakes her head laughing, sticking her nose back into this Summer's Must Read Best Seller, settling back into the low-backed beach chair while digging her toes into the warm sand. Fade out picture - and and bring up soundtrack of waves crashing along the crowded shoreline.)

ORIGINAL: Ohhhh thank you for this. Life is rich with those "what if' moments. Who might we have become? How may this have altered things? What if I ...? Thanks for the reminder of the "What if's of my own. Nice.

[Destiny Crawford]

Really good job :)

~Destiny

[Erin]

Love love love

[Shy Girl]

Subconscious hinders the reality WAY too often it would seem. :) Where do you come up with these neat little tales of yours?? It doesn't matter if they are merely a few words or an entire page long...they are still tales to me... Loved it :) Damn that was good :) (little things make me smile all the more :) Thank you :)