i spy

I wrap myself up in a café chair
And hide behind my coffee cup and hair.

Then stand up gracefully inside my mind.
(Of course you’ll think I’m sitting all the time).

I read over his shoulder, word for word.
I laugh at whispers she thinks no one heard.

I stare across and drink in love from eyes
Not meant for me-- I find this most unwise.

I listen to your heart and to your feet.
I see her drum her hands to match your beat.

I climb inside my body once again
And take a sip, and shed a tear and grin.