Lifetime

By Linds B. 

Black coffee in hand,

A cigarette in her lips.

She leans her head back so lazily,

Letting the smoke escape from her mouth.

She produces a laugh due to the current conversation.

Unknowingly,

I watch her the whole time,

smiling right alongside her.

I don’t want to look at anything else.

I spend copious amounts of time trying to figure out how a human could be so perfect.

I still haven’t figured it out.

luckily . . .

I have a whole lifetime to figure it out.

 

10 thoughts on “Lifetime”

  1. Truly nothing short of brilliant. You might want to look at the poetry of Frank O’Hara and Edward Field. That said, there is an introspection and inner-dialogue that you captured that is not easy to do, and that alone is remarkable.

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