Elevator Love

a very short story for a short love affair

 She slipped into the elevator

 Behind me

 As I headed to work

 A smile

 The   fresh scent from a recent shower

 Perfume

 That brought with her the lite breeze of an early summer morning

 

 Our souls touched

 She had to have felt it - it has to be true

 

  3 �" Please she asked

 However,

 I was on 4

 This  elevator is slow

 Is there time

 Will  our love  deepen �"our futures intertwine

 

 

 The 3^rd floor came so quickly

 With a shudder and jolt the elevator stopped

 The door opened and out she stepped

 As quick as she came into my life

 She was gone

Author's Note

Maybe I fall in love to easy

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Love this poem about a transitory cerebral romance flaco. Your verses so gracefully describe that mutual momentary connection between strangers, that “what if?” glance in an elevator. Great title, drama between floors, gentle sensuality, style and eloquence. Excellent write.