Dark Eyes

On the sidewalk in front of St. Pat’s… a feast was placed.
A pizza covered by cardboard….eggplant sandwiches wrapped in brown paper doilies, salads in plastic bowls….an array of dressings; decisions…decisions…decisions…

Picasso’s blue lady looked down at the buffet….then looked at me….down at the treasure….back for my approval….
I nodded yes…..a smile…. a wink was returned…..

One hand held a large slice….while the eggplant was squeezed by the other; Dark Eyes alternated back and forth…a nibble of cheese….a hard bread ripped by a soft mouth. … ecstasy.

Beautiful…..just beautiful….eating….not caring….people walked past….some gawked….others too busy with texting and talking and googling and tweeting and and and….

We waved goodbye….she threw me a kiss….I blew one back.
God bless you Dark Eyes.

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The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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