She colours when he looks her way,
a blush so fair to see.
They met upon a winter’s day,
but it was not to be.
He saw she had the sweetest heart.
She cared for him unasked, but
their lifelines were too far apart,
and their secret was unmasked.
Those who saw them, gossip spoke,
though the two of them were chaste.
Illicit friendship, up in smoke.
It’s said they had “no taste”.
When he saw her, ‘mongst her peers,
she preened for him alone.
Their disapproval brought her tears,
in private, and at home.
Regrets he had, and understood
perhaps what he had done.
Affection, and the common good,
were pitted, one on one.
He stayed away, for her own sake,
and waited for the day
that they might meet, by some mistake,
as in a tragic play.
Her chipmunk cheeks and Bambi eyes
beamed back at him in dreams.
And, Oh! That Soul! He ne’er denies
his own has been redeemed.
Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.