The Blue Scarf
--Just a Simple Man--
I tipped off a girl
and sent her on her way
she left a little scarf
blue with a yellow daffodil in one corner
it was so delicate
reminded me of her
though her eyes were not blue
but her skin was just as fragile
the life within her seemingly
prone to blow and nearly fade away
but still substantial
she was a pretty thing
the girl who left her scarf
I thought no more of her
but that this feminine item
needed to return to its owner
I did not think
of how the girl's lingering perfume
clung stubbornly to the thin cloth
or how a bright strand
of her hair was caught threaded
in it
why I bothered to track her down
I will never really know
but I found her somehow
on the arm of another
man who was wealthy and
flicked ash carelessly from his cigar
her brown eyes flickered once at me
as she drew the scarf
through her gloved hands
and said to me
I could keep it
I should have left her
with it in her hands
right there, with her arm
linked with another man
but
I did not
something in me
bade me tell her that her face
so perfectly oval
with skin as delicate as a breath
could have crushed a harder man
and her sparkling hair
could have entwined
a wiser man than I
but I was too simple
to feel within her level
the sophisticated one
of fancy scarves
with tiny daffodils embroidered
on them
she caught me when I turned
I aimed to go
and leave her perfume in the breeze
but she turned me
and looked me in the face
and left a mark on me
I cannot seem to erase
when I had sent her on her way
so long ago
maybe she saw something in
a simple man
she left a scarf
and maybe more than that
but I am just a simple man
and now I live with her mark
just wondering
about why
that blue scarf was left
when I sent her
on her way
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