| First Impression Gliding by me, I witnessed a vision. Motions slowed, so I could catch each detail. Such allure, to be possessed by one creature. So full of life, so happy was her trail. My limbs forgot, all sequence of function. My tongue refused, to form words coherently. �What an idiot� I knew she was thinking. I�ll just slip away, salvaging my dignity. Her smile blossomed, distance between us, collapsed. The world outside, disappeared out of view. �It�s nice to meet you� we said almost in unison. Stories, opinions, and dreams did ensue. �It�s been fun, but I regret I must leave now. Could we meet sometime, to visit more?� �That�d be great.� She says as I�m leaving. One last look, and WHAM my face meets the door. Paul Fresco Fort Worth, Texas Copyright �2002 All rights reserved. BACK E-MAIL This was a fun write. Yes, it really happened. |