I am sad like you,
But I just saw something funny.
A woman, tall,
Regal, beautiful, who I fell
In love with immediately, as anyone would—
Who believes the beautiful is good,
Sat next to a balding, middle-aged man
Across from me today, and, because I can,
I gaze sometimes in wonder at this young woman,
Among the sleepy commuters, who stare
At their phones, at least as much as I dare—
And what dd I see?
Something strange for you, my poetry, and me.
If I never tell it right
That’s perfectly alright—
For I delighted in the funny;
If life can give
Me moments like this, it’s much easier to live.
This man had lips,
And his chin, too, resembled
The young woman’s. I laughed when I saw this.
It happened like a sudden, unexpected kiss.
There’s nothing in life that will not occur.
Not even her beauty could save her.