A poem on a napkin

"Excuse me if I, still dream time to time" - Tom Petty

I have noticed her for weeks now,

this same coffee shop,

the same table, the same time each day

 

I am taken by her beauty, the way she smiles

and sips her coffee, Irish cream I believe,

reading her iPad intently, enjoying herself it seems

 

I have found myself daydreaming about her,

her chocolate brown eyes, not really knowing what

has come over me, there is just something about her

 

I have wanted to approach her, but I’m not sure how

So I decided today that I would write a poem on one of these napkins

and leave it on the table before she walks in, hoping she finds it

 

This is what I wrote:

 

Far of lonely breaths I breathe,

‘pon yon smile enchanting so

O’er these moments to believe,

gazing soft enchanting aglow

 

Of this chance I long to feel,

soft the touch of feathered lips

For my love cannot conceal

in the brush of fingertips

 

Take these words which I have penned

on this napkin meant for you

Keep them close as they do send,

my poetic feelings true

 

It’s almost time, here she comes…

My god she is beautiful, I can feel my heart racing,

it is about to beat out of my chest, I’m shaking

 

She sits down and takes a sip of coffee, turns on her ipad…

come on…it’s right there, in front, wait, she sees it, she sees the poem

She is reading it and that gorgeous smile appears again

 

Scanning the shop, she notices me watching, smiling at her

Nodding at me she folds the napkin and places it in her purse

then motions for me to join her, my nerves are going crazy

 

‘Hi, did you write this poem for me?” she asks. “I did,” I answer

“I love it, it is so beautiful.” Then she removes a napkin from her purse

and hands it to me “I wrote this for you.” She says and I am at a loss for words

 

She has handed me the most beautiful poem I have ever seen

and then whispers, “I have noticed you for weeks, the same table,

the same time…I just didn’t know how to approach you, so I…”

 

 

 

Author's Note

Hey, we can dream can't we?

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

another quality read
another of how many
your prolific production is in itself a wonder
I am amazed at how they seem to effortless, continue to endless flow.

[willweb]

I have a strange imagination that never seems to shut off. Often though it is more of a curse. Thanks my friend.

[Lorry]

Aww, happy ever after do exist after all.
To be honest I must apologise Will. I was pre-emption the ending and thought she'd sneeze and blow her nose on it, before scrunching it up and throwing it in the garbage. But I am just a world weary cynic that like a good bit of schadenfreude to perk me up of a morn. 😊
So I hang my cynical head in shame and do hope it ended better than the last time someone got flirty with me. I was smiling so much, waving back at her through the coffee shop window, as I face planted the locked door of the OPTICIANS!!! that didn't open for another half hour.
It just had to be an opticians, didn't it? 😊

[willweb]

I can see that. : )
Thanks my friend, hey, you never know with these things. She could have sat down and spilled her coffee and quickly grabbed the napkin to clean it up or not come in the shop at all that day or, watched me from the opticians next door where she was hiding until I left. You never know.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank God, they finally acted on their feelings.
So many missed opportunities because neither one will make the first move.
With my luck the bus person would have come and cleared the table tossing the poem in the trash.
I like this story....made me hope, and made me smile.
j.

[willweb]

Yeah, I thought of that too, that's why I made sure to stand watch over the table until she got there. Thanks Jacob

[Betty Hermelee]

a romance to remember... neither knows that it is mutual attraction until they both find that each has written a poem for the other, though you have been noticing her for many a time.... very tender, sensual and quite subtle (except for you who can't wait to.....
Lovely Will
Best, B

[willweb]

Like I said...we can dream can't we?
Thank you Betty. You never know who might write a poem for you. : )

[Betty Hermelee]

So far no luck Ill... But I can still dream!
you're welcome
Best, B

[duff]

Smoky bar romance. Eyes meet and its all chance. Torn words on a napkin. I enjoyed this.

[willweb]

Thanks so much, I appreciate it. But, if you'd like "smokey bar romance" check out one titled "I heard I might find a poet here". I am not usually one to promote my own work but, this is one you might like. And if not, no problems. Thanks so much for stopping by today.

[light and ashes]

Positively lovely and the ending is heart-warming..

[willweb]

Thank you so much my dear friend. I am so thrilled you came by today and found this one. It is one of my favorites.

[light and ashes]

:) you are very welcome.........

[Dilan Gray]

Yes we can dream! And this poem is a sweet, magical dream.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Dilan for visiting again.