Thursday, August 13, 2015

Found and Lost

He approached me after the 
open mic
I could see him listening with interest as I
stumbled over
the word "cacacaphony,"
putting emphasis on the third
syllable rather than
the second.

"It's ok," he told me.
"It endears you to everyone 
all the more."

We continued the chat for an hour
on the patio of the cafe
and he offered to show me around Durham
some time
then emailed me next day about a hike and picnic.

It was not to be.
Too many differences.
It seems that chemistry blinds
us to a person's character.
I'm still reeling a bit over this.
He was awfully handsome.
But not what I need right now.

Next time,
I'll propose tea.

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