Patio Furniture

The strange gesticulations and brushing of hair
with red and white plaid-encrusted arms;
creamed-coffee hands and cords of lounging licorice
dangling disks of gold dance down from ears to
shoulder brush.

Looking up to a table where a first date and I
argued over the pronunciation of pannier, which
her "French friends" would argue is "panyay"...
so now I just say
saddle bag.

Returning my gaze, an empty chair
whence once sparkling eyes
and mine never met
and now never will.