hey!
you there!!
his tie flapped over his shoulder as he ran -
trying to catch the girl in the fitted dress
his french was poor - but he did his best to explain
how he'd ended up with her purse
she scowled at him - a white smudge on a black day.
her father died earlier - the tears still stung her face
he offered to buy her a coffee or tea - whichever -
he offered to impress himself upon her - make her forget
but she refused - took back her purse and cried
falling into the arms of the stranger who stole her purse.
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