The Girl In The Chuck Taylor All-Stars

Her hair blown free,

with eyes ablaze

 

She walked toward me,

through morning haze

 

Her steps unmeasured,

her cutoffs tight

 

Eyes palest blue,

the lightest light

 

Would I speak first,

would she respond

 

In ten more seconds,

her image gone

 

Our shoulders brush,

she passes by

 

My arm goes numb,

my heart on fire

 

I had no choice,

I’d lost control

 

My breathing stopped,

I’d play the fool

 

And looking back,

all fear defied

 

An all-star waited,

—her ‘Chucks’ untied

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)