Letter to a Stranger

by Joanna M. Weston

Dear Almost Friend

you caught my eye

in the restaurant

both waiting to order

each of us    eyes

wandering the room

snagged and held

we could have met

on the beach last summer

played Frisbee

gone for a drink

then you’d have left

gone home to  where?

today would you want

to hold my hand

kept me here

for the evening

would we part

easily    no kisses

just a kindness

waiting to be enlarged

between us?

the moment has gone

your waiter arrives

I must study the menu

while I consider

possible futures

Your Almost Friend

JOANNA M. WESTON. Married; has one cat, multiple spiders, raccoons, a herd of deer, and two derelict hen-houses. Her middle-reader, ‘Frame and The McGuire’, published by Tradewind Books 2015; and poetry,  ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’, published by Inanna Publications, 2016. Other books listed at her blog: http://www.1960willowtree.wordpress.com/