Poem: The Stranger

Sep 18, 2020

One step through those doors and I saw him

Staring at me as I contagiously smiled back at him

I did not stutter my tread even under his unwavering scrutiny-

"Hello," he said.

Like a gentle lad, he offered me a decent seat near the entrance

For a complete stranger, he exuded an atmosphere of fair acquaintance

And an unfamiliar sense of comfort wrapped around me like a blanket-

"Perfect weather," he said.

His perfect voice resounded in my ears

Picking out each syllable that flowed from his hollow sphere

That same rich toned sound drew me from my trail of thoughts-

"How may I help you?" he asked.

He effortlessly carried himself around like royalty

Cognizant of his charm, he intimidated me with entrancing novelty

With each body movement, his subtle scent floated around-

"Anything else?" he asked.

Yes, could I have the honour of knowing you

Go for a night out karaoke to sing along to our favourite blues

Elevate my position in your life from stranger, to friend, probably more? But-

"No, thank you," I said.

Now I walk down the same street,

Showered by the tropical heat, regretting why I didn't speak

When I had the chance to, before you and your restaurant vanished-

"Shall I ever bump into you?" I ask.

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