DAME ON A TRAIN

A MAN WATCHES A DAME ON A TRAIN

Johnny sees the dame
on the train.

10'clock,
space not time.

Mousey hair,
long,
shoulder length.

Earphones,
iPod listening,
eyes closed.

Black slacks.

Fawn coat,
collar down,
unbuttoned,
black ankle boots.

Wonders what
she's listening to,
music,
type,
genre,
foot tapping slow.

Eyes scan.

Slim fingers,
no rings.

The train's movement
moves her,
head rolls
side to side
just discernibly.

He studies
how she moves,
how her hair
sways slight,
how closed eyes,
lids like pale
small oyster shells.

Perfume,
slight,
just about
discernible smells.

Train enters the station.

He moves from his seat,
leaves her
in her private world,
like a work of art,
to view,
but then depart.

Reviews

[wordman]

well terry ,i guess he had a moment of pleasure

[Terry Collett]

Thank you, wordman

[wordman]

you`re welcome terry