Hidden under Linen (Prose)

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past the table, folded napery
alongside the window, you sit
a Cafe, worn rustic floorboards
the solid against decorated lace
gazing deep in thought
I watch, glasses raised, across a room
full of bodies busy with their own
fantasies

romantic encounters
secret liasons
a salute to erotic novelty ahead
presents itself, to my right
I can only smile
not knowing thoughts
of young lovers, legs draped
hidden under linen

you smile in my direction
a natural arrangement
of your features
the room quiet
for split seconds in time
as eyes meet

are you waiting for someone
glancing at me, the polite smile
traded between strangers
whose eyes met
at the same time
you, extravagantly handsome
I sit, as if on the edge of a desert
craving salt from your lips

Β©jmtacken Feb 25 2014

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35 thoughts on “Hidden under Linen (Prose)

  1. I love little rendezvous places where you get to guess at people’s reasons for being there. Usually I’m just meeting my bff! I’ve found myself scribbling thoughts on the others there as imagination works overtime!
    Love the ending. Everyone speculating about everyone else in these places. Even ourselves. πŸ™‚ x

    • I’m doing a fair amount of daydreaming right now, people watching is cool. Men don’t seem to understand the fun of it for some reason though, us women are just stalkers it seems πŸ˜‰ thanks sweety xxx

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