Narcissus III

Unpredictable – TDP

Did he guess,

from the look on my face,

that I was cajoled by his looks?

For he licked his lips and gave me a smile,

and thought that I found him worthwhile.

Did he guess,

from the look on my face,

that I was attracted to him as he was to me?

For he walked a bit closer, and pecked my cheek,

lest I say, he gave me a wink, certainly not one of the meek.

The look on his face,

as I heeded to my inner thoughts,

and moved closer to examine myself in the reflecting glass,

was one I could never forget.

As dubious as I am, and as Unpredictable  my behavior is,

I was sure he had noticed that I was merely looking beyond him, at myself.