She appeared to be

Homeless to me,

Wandering around the Bookstore

In search of forgotten lore.

I embraced the moment

Of a life in love's torment.

Bidding a curt "bonjour."

Glancing my way, then to be sure.

I resumed my labors

Despite any favors

Of incredulity.

What pray tell,

Is in store for me?

04/11/2007

Author's Note: A decidedly homeless woman inhabits my favorite bookstore.

Posted on 04/11/2007
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