This was the first of my poems to be published and its also one of my very favourite pieces.
I saw you across an empty table
Like lemon juice in a paper cut, you got my attention
Your warmth, your humour, your smile, your looks
I pause for a moment as you play with my emotions
Am I getting the signals right?
You want me?
You are strangely familiar yet strangely obscure
For someone so playful you seem so aloof
You order the same wine
We feast on the same food
We share a trip to the bathroom
Why must you play with me so?
The waiter brings over my cheque
I see you have yours too
I raise myself out of the chair
You are there!
I head for the door
But first, a little look back
You are gone
Leaving nothing behind but an empty chair
In front of a mirrored wall