love angles know where they turn

MY GAZE COULD ONLY

HIT THE SIDE OF

YOUR FACE

WHEN YOU WERE

BUSY WARMING

YOUR EYES- UP

FROM HER BOBBY PINS

TO THE EDGE OF HER

YELLOW PUMPS.

I COULD NOT HELP

BUT SMILE

BEHIND MY EYES

AS SHE WAS BUSY TOO

CUPPING THE WINE GLASS,

FLUTTERING HER EYELASHES

AND DROPPING A DRY LAUGH

HERE AND THERE,

UNAWARE OF THE

FIXED LOOKS AT HER,

OF ENVIOUS ADMIRATION.

SHE SEEMED IN FACT LOST

MAYBE IN THE HIDDEN

PRESENCE OF SOMEONE

SHE LOVES.

HOWEVER IT’S FUNNY

TO SEE HOW YOU KEEP

YOUR SOUL ON SALE.