The Fortune Cookie

A secret admirer? you say.

He’s been looking at you.
You’re not even aware, I say.
He envisages the moment to caress your hair.

You scoff in the autumn air.
No way, you say.

Night is still young.
The ocean is quiet.

You breathe in and out.
The Armani fragrance orients your eyes
to me.
My hazel eyes.
Can I kiss you? they say.

The Fortune Cookie

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