The flattering, elegant stranger
chained me suddenly to her heart
when I blissfully closed my eyes
and she pressed her finer into my lips
and whispered with hypnotic eyes,
”No, I am not for you nor anyone.”
the rhythm of her voice evoked
something within me – something
sweet yet profoundly bitter.








Such bitter aftertastes are often those that are remembered the longest .. Nice one .. Neville