he looked up out of his book over the top of it to suddengauge the landscapestreet ahead

in the distance he was treated to a mane of jetblack hair

it obliterated the brightblue windbreaker she wore he could see her arms near her waist a narrow band then black slacks 

        she was a figure of black and brightblue

he wouldnt overtake her 

                               not literally  however figuratively he could

catch her

excuse himself

compliment her luxurious thick hair

admire her deepbrown almondcut eyes

high cheekbones

full mouth lips 

First People nose 

                  trying very hard not to stare actually only getting out the compliment of her hair

Thank you.

Goodness no thank you I had to say  Please have a fine afternoon

she giggled like a spring bubbling up out of the earth 

                                                         Thank you. And you as well.

Yes  youve helped make it   Goodbye

Goodbye.

she walked away 

                   turned once over her shoulder knowing he was still admiring her  a smile a quick wave  and remain turned just long enough for him to quickly wave back

she went around a corner

thank goodness they were walking in the same direction and he wouldnt want her to think he was following her

Monday afternoon,  1  2. 21

1157,  Reggae Friday,  5  2. 21