Cheap kiss
A musty Cafe
stink of cigarette smoke
sounds of loud chattering
Mixed with jazz
Mixed with soul
breaking concentration
confusing emotions
fingers writing
with a steady rhythm
writing in Mandarin
An occasional pause
wide eyes searching
questioning
The taste of caffeine lingering
Outside another world
bustling feet going nowhere
going everywhere
The reflection of a face in the window
dimmed by the steady candle lighted
burning
beckoning
A deep voice
an exchange of glances, smiles,
butterflies
the smell of perfume mixed with sweat
lingering
intoxicating
Awkwardness
self consciousness
His laughter, her laughter
Then an occasional silence
The rhythm of heartbeats
beating
erupting
A door slams shut
the wind in its fierceness
A world in its craziness
And,
the lingering taste in her mouth of caffeine and green tea.
Written while sitting in Bridge Cafe in bejing.
copyright 2009 Tricia Bethel
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