Pentimento

Palomino hair
captivating hips,
fecund.

Eschewing eye contact,
interaction.
Sovereign.

Enthralled by the inanities
of London dailies…
nonetheless,
lovely
— ordinarily so.

Insinuating her petite body
into crowded queue

Immediate
faintly forward
Pressed as proximity permits
sans physical touch.

She,
dwarfed by the mass of my body
— enfolded within the
field-space of my being —

Bent on preventing intrusion
— imposition

my honor
stills and silences
the maleness
of body and mind.

In this
non-ordinary place
ineffable constituencies
of sentience
apprehend the other
— subtle, nuanced —

delight
dance
pirouette
in

Essential recognition.

…the gentle currency of intimacy.