Ssh

he mustn't notice me staring at him in the windowpane

I must be suave
        subtle
                look, but don't touch

- delightful to look at wondrous to hold but if you break it then it's sold -

he sits at a table charming his friends
with a smile and memories
winning hearts (like mine)

I long to melt into the glass and just look out and watch him.

- delightful to look at wondrous to hold but if you break it then it's sold -

quick
before he turns and our eyes meet in the glass

one small step
        one tiny move
                my heart melts and hardens

The window faces him almost with shining awe.

- Look at that display, he says, standing and walking over to the glass with a young fashionable black lady, and -

pointing but his fingertip
        he brushes the glass lightly and leaves

ssh

a tremor will shatter me (though it be of joy)

the glass cracks

by Sara, copyright 1999, all rights reserved