Brief encounters
\nby cricketjeff on September 16, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
\nShe was walking from the station dreaming only of her tea,
\nHe was hurrying to meet an old school friend.
\nThen they bumped into each other and they almost didn’t see
\nHow a tale that starts this way is sure to end.
\nHe was cross and she was crosser, each one blamed the other’s rush;
\nThere was not the least suggestion of some soft romantic mush.<\/p>\n
Just a day or two had happened when her train was very late,
\nHe was early when his paper caught the wind.
\nAs her hair met centre section she was quickly in a state,
\nHe didn’t help, but looked at her and grinned.
\nThey were squashed against each other on their journey up to town
\nAnd they’d reached their destination well before she lost her frown.<\/p>\n
It was Tuesday, maybe Wednesday, at a caf\u00e9 eating lunch;
\nWhen they met again on tables near the door.
\nHe was eating all day breakfast and had roses in a bunch,
\nShe’d lasagne and her briefcase on the floor.
\nWhen he left he left a rosebud, said her hair was very smart,
\nIt was better with no paper, though that could be “modern art”.<\/p>\n
At a meeting on that Friday he was quite surprised to find
\nShe was wrapped in conversation with his boss.
\nCouldn’t do his crossword puzzle there was something on his mind
\n“Fascination” was the clue for nine across.
\nShe had come about a contract and the deal was almost done,
\nWhen she saw him through the window and she thought “is he the one?”<\/p>\n
At the pub, in celebration, there were drinks for all the staff,
\nHer new contract would mean bonuses all round.
\nHe was standing but not seeing, wished he’d been born as a giraffe
\nBut at last he found her table by the sound.
\nThere were formal introductions, he’d be working on her case
\nBut he didn’t see those details, just the details of her face.<\/p>\n
At the weekend it was pouring, too much rain for Noah’s Ark,
\nLousy weather’s what the Internet is for.
\nWhen he typed her name on Facebook it was “only for a lark”
\nBut he found her so he had to find out more.
\nThough he wasn’t much to look at magazines say “wit is best”
\nSo she thought about the rosebud and clicked yes to “friend request”.<\/p>\n
They did quizzes, some quite hot ones, built a kingdom, fought a war,
\nHe bought her and she bought him, all Facebook games.
\nOn the train to work on Monday awkward mumbles to the fore;
\nThey said “hi” and “bye” with funny little names.
\nLunch was back in that same caf\u00e9, fingers touched when fetching salt
\nThey were late back after eating, would not say who was at fault.<\/p>\n
To the pub and to the pictures, then the “one month dinner date”
\nThey grew closer than a stamp and envelope.
\nBought a flat and told their parents these things tend to escalate,
\nFound they’d tied each other up in silky rope.
\nHe’s still working on her contract, she’s the boss from nine to five,
\nBut it’s after work and weekends when the couple come alive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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