People Watching (something I wrote in 2004)
As I sit here, I watch the people around me hustle and bustle.
A couple of old men telling stories and letting out hearty laughs.
I stare outside the window,
And the rain did not look like it’ll end anytime soon.
I go back to my current past-time of people-watching.
The door swung open and a swarm of people walked in.
They moved towards a table across from the one I sat,
All of them talking and laughing.
But my attention was grabbed by a man and a woman.
In the midst of the crowd, they seemed to have singled one another out.
I watched them for awhile,
Watching the way he looked at her,
With a glimmer in his eye.
She smiles at him and welcomingly accepts his glances.
He pulled her chair for her to sit and sat in the empty chair right next to her,
While talking she placed her hand on his arm as she laughed. They didn’t seem to let anything interrupt their conversation.
Both are perfectly fine talking to each other,
Just being with each other.
And shifted my gaze towards you and thought,
“What happened to the glimmer in your eyes?”
“Why is it that my smiles are no longer constant?”
“Why is it that I sit here yearning for you to talk to me,
You look over your book and find me glaring at you.
You smiled, placed the book down, leaned over and kissed me.
And with that all my inquiries and doubt were wiped away.
You went back to your book but placed your hand on top of mine.
I returned to my people watching,
And I found the same man and woman looking our way.
***I wrote this when I was 19, a friend of mine found it when she googled my name….now, I’m in the process of looking for what else I have out in the interwebs****