i saw her at the supermarket

I saw her at the supermarket today, 

beauty, 

in her poise and the way she grabbed items off the shelf, 

so delicately, 

elegantly. 

peace swarmed round her, 

like oceans wave upon the shore.

and i wanted to ask,

"how did you find content with life"

"where did you find it"

"are you married" 

"or do you live alone".

but we simply cannot ask such things of a stranger 

upon the first time of meet,

so i smiled and said 

i like your dress,

and continued on about my day. 

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I wish we could live in a world where we can say exactly those things without being judged to forward and strange. Imagine just how fun it would be to walk up to a stranger you find attractive and begin to recite poetry to them right there on the spot. That would be so special like when people propose in public in front of strangers. Thank you Sierra for sharing your poem I enjoyed reading your work.

[Sierra]

Carlos,
Thank you for your feedback! Wouldn't citing poetry with strangers in public be really cool? Of course, like you said we'd be judged. But ahh, the hopeless romantic in me can only dream!