At The Va Clinic On Thursday
Author: Shiloh


Not sure what I was thinking...
other than the obvious -
she was very pretty,
young, single,
and I'm not great looking,
old, very married -
but she was working the blood room
when I had my blood taken earlier,
and, for the moment,
I fell in love.
I'm white, she's black...
I don't even know her name.
She had a name tag on,
but I didn't read it.
I was too busy reading her eyes,
and her smile.
It's probably a good thing
that I'm old and harmless.
I'd get in a lot of trouble, otherwise.


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