I watched a woman walk toward the coffee shop
where I sat behind
one way
glass …
…..
I thought I was protected from visual insult
so I let my eyes wander to her
breasts …
…..
Despite the one way membrane separating us
she must have sensed my lewd
impropriety …
…..
She moved her blouse to conceal her cleavage
seemingly irritated by some invisible force
that had invaded her
space …
…..
I often ponder the innate gift
that women seem to have for
reading the thoughts of
men …
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