NaPoWriMo Day 24 and today’s poem is called This is how we bond.
This is how we bond.
The first time we meet
I notice your lips and eyes
crease into a smile,
your shoulders are loose,
your palms open and
your hand is warm.
We make social chit chat.
You laugh politely at my
attempts to break the ice
with an amusing tale.
In the queue for the Ladies
we exchange glances
when a young woman
adjusts her assets
to optimise the view
of her eye-wateringly
tight lycra dress.
Later we find ourselves
on the same table and
discover a shared love
of art and words
and a nice handbag
and I think to myself
that it may be possible
we will become friends.
