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....

[TJ]

I loved the Way you gradual built the tension in this... Growing our expectations and makings us eagerly ask what was going to happen next. You had me ravenously hungering for every sentence! And to leave us wanting at the end.
Very nice

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A highly detailed and researched piece, balanced and quated with knoweledge, well done

[Moflo]

Very detailed and nicely put together. The story is intense and offers a sense of realism. Very nicely written, the last line is perfect. Great job.

[Forest Green]

Excellent final line, matching the title and the developing theme perfectly.

Almost is a truly consequential word, describing near and far with equal intensity. A word that never truly grows up but is always relegated to the flight of ethereal possibilities. Sometimes almost is fine with all involved, as in almost missed true calamity, but usually it's about coming within reach of our hearts desire but not quite getting there. This is even more pronounced with your use of it in this poem...almost knowing someone not known.

Very nice...!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Yes, so many times we have wondered what if? What if I didn't have to go or if I had said hello first. Wonderful piece!

[Dayran]

A sharing of the juices without the touch. Life obviously seeks more than the mere biological.

[Mark]

Ah, cruel Reality, forever asserting itself over our far-more-delectable fantasies! But some of your symbologies (delicacy prevents my being specific!) suggest that the Grand Finale already HAS taken place, if only in your minds. And the Sexual organ that resides between the ears is every bit as potent at the ones that live between the thighs, anyway!

[Becky C Strukamp]

Coyote said it best, an amazing story. Loved it.

[Chris]

All the elements of fascination... wine, cigar, woman, man...vibrator... friends...what is not to love?

Chuckling here,
Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing story. Every line added to the tale of a desire without a single touch. I like how you made each detail important. I like the surprise ending to the excellent poem. It was a pleasure to read this excellent story.
Coyote