i lost you somewhere in the fog
i lost you somewhere in the fog
i lost you somewhere in the fog
tuesday, the day we shared apple pie and coffee
i knew by the way you swallowed your words
and politely wiped the punctuation with your napkin
soft music cooled our coffee, black
and when tears welled in your eyes i had no doubt
you would walk away when the final word was spoken
and last glances devoured like dust in the sunlight
i never knew then, and don’t know now…
where did you go when you turned left towards fillmore street?
aimless, it seemed and yet with power and
reckless determination like a stallion in an open prairie
i see you on occasion and yet not
sometimes it is your eyes worn by another woman
sometimes your smile has been stolen
but never can another woman wear you like you did
when i hear the song that played that day
tuesday, when we shared apple pie and coffee
i close my eyes and watch you walk in the door
turning right from fillmore street
my eyes are closed, wishing that i was dreaming
waiting until my coffee is stone cold
hoping for a fresh cup with no tears
while watching the server walk away…
just as you did
© tolbert
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