Singles glances.

By SM Fishman
12/31/1999

It’s all too familiar,
When you’re single.

You walk into the bar, or club, or party
(it doesn’t really matter).
You scope out the territory.
And make mental notes.

You talk to your friends,
(meaningless conversation usually)
looking about, waiting to catch
the gaze of another.

And you think of how many times
Your eyes meet another’s.
And a silent conversation ensues.
Though words are never spoken.

It’s all too familiar,
When you’re alone.

And you know by those eyes;
They will let you know.
You’ll have countless affairs
That are never spoken of.

Because all it takes is a turn, a blink of the eyes
(and a fleeting glance….)

I sit back, sip my drink slowly and wonder…
What could have been?



The eyes truly tell it all

By SM Fishman
12/31/1999

Blink
You connect
For a second
Blink
A reaction?
Hope for a smile
Blink
I do
Now what?