Nineteen-Ninety Three
Twenty to my right
sits Melissa
my first lust
in amongst the flat whites
and biscotti dust
timeâs not been kind
to me, I mean
bringing her here
so i can see what i missed
to look at what i could have won
Long blonde and highlights
same as the night
i walked seven miles
to her work and watched her flirt
with some bloke
and i screwed up the letter
I’d planned to deliver
she said âoh hiâ as i left
and uttered the five words
cyclists and paramours detest
âi didnât see you thereâ
The inevitable wedding band
encircling her finger
strikes up a tune
that stops me from
traversing the room
cappuccino in hand
just to say hello
and to shoot the breeze
with a girl Iâve not seen
since ninety three
She hasnât seen me today
she didnât see me back then
but I can still feel the glory of young love
and the sting of that punch from her boyfriend
© Copyright, H Paul Goodwin 2015
Response to our Inspiration Call on June 17, 2015
www.facebook.com/Creativetalentsunleashed
Photo Credit: © IM Free/Public Domain/Royalty Free Photos
