I saw a woman on a bench today—
I
memorized her.
Every
freckle I could see
And
every sigh that left her lips.
I
took them for my own.
I saw a nymph on a bench today—
And
I knew she knew
Where
Amelia Earhart
Had
gone.
If
anyone could know, she could know.
I saw a goddess on a bench today—
And
the world tipped to one side
And
left me groundless.
Even
time paused
To
wink at her
Before
continuing his work.
I saw a girl on a bench today—
She
left after saying “hello”
And
I didn’t want to follow.