The Journey.
I saw him again just prior to summer.
Allure shook itself teasingly
out of his smile.
I silently almost expired as he sauntered
towards me
with ill-concealed macho-ease
which pulled me bodily behind him into
the coffee-shop.
I stopped to repeat
under my mantra-soaked breath \" I can,
because I think I can\"
and the love-trap cell door snapped shut.
(to be continued)