Stood Up
I think I took too long to get here.
That’s why he left.
But the skirt I wore is rather short,
and it is quite windy today.
So, yes, “I’ll take the coffee to go,
With a chocolate muffin thrown in.”
The cars stop as I cross,
And the sun kisses my skin.
There’s a sweet stickiness on my lips.
Heels tapping on the sidewalk.
I feel taller as I wear my sunglasses,
And sexy as I hail a cab home.
The Jovial Writer 