The Romantic Gesture

She stopped

Dead still

in the middle of the path

and I turned to her

A mathematician to a graph

She smiled

Her hands

Fell softly into mine

I could feel the awkward silence

and the people passing by

I turned

Away

To see where we had stopped

Outside the burger bar

You could hear a penny drop

I moved

Closer

She was clearly waiting for me

But I passed her lips and whispered

Shall we get a bite to eat?

Are you hungry?

From The Epitaph Library

(or Graveyard)

With the population of vampires

(and other such undead)

Steadily increasing in the swale area,

It was a pleasure to read that

Mr. Scott had

Lived until he died.