Pen in Hand

Today I’m writing here

Sitting in a bar

All alone, pen in hand

Delicious cigarette and beer

Passers by

Waiting for miracles

Looking at your photo

Trying to bewitch you.

Fate is cruel these days…

How beautiful the way I see it

How well you must kiss

Sucking you all over.

What an illusory delusion.

Here in our bar…

My thoughts come and go

with your smile.

And the time when

I thought this would be

Entirely possible.

© Dulce Rosales (08/05/09)