THE PERFECT GUY

He was sitting nearby
He didn’t notice me
He was reading a novel
I was glued to the TV.

He was dressed so casually
Wore a ring around​ his finger
It was on his right hand
I was sure that he was single.

He appeared so comfortable
In a chair, though all alone
He looked rather confident
He made himself at home.

He dressed in khaki trousers
And a starched white cotton shirt
Expensive shoes, a Gucci belt
Guess he was off from work.

He stood up when I did
Stood behind me on the line
When he placed his order
I wanted to change mine.

I was surprised, to hear him
Ask for coffee,​ venti black
When he picked up his order
I heard them call him, “Jack”.

I asked for a Macchiato
With expresso shots and cream
Couldn’t believe that he was near me
Was this real or just a dream?

I fantasied that he knew me
We were friends for a long time
I wished we were together
Wished I could call him mine.

The perfect combination
Of class, of charm and style
A perfect presentation
And a simply perfect smile.

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Image from Google Images: livestrong.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

7 thoughts on “THE PERFECT GUY”

  1. I enjoyed your writing. I have done the same thing. At times the person actually even speaks to me and I get all tongue-tied…if only they knew I had just had a little scenario going on in my head about them. Lol.

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  2. Your first few stanzas…made me think about how a couple can be sitting in the same room together yet not notice each other. The woman being a romantic…perhaps watching a soap opera on tv and her mind drifts. The next few stanzas didn’t really fit that scenario…lol

    Ah, the minds of poets, always seeking and searching for an underlying truth or message.

    Like

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