Eva opus 271
| 13 January 2024 1630 Hours | | Romance, Communication |
A mistaken misdial, introduced me to Eva,
'The Russian Lady', as she declared herself to be;
A Senior Consultant of a Boston firm.
Texting back and forth together--
I, always anticipating a conclusion and an end.
She sent a photo, upon which I have thoughtfully contemplated.
Who might this young woman actually be?
Dark, strong eyes, looking straight at me.
Auburn hair flowing around her face.
Lips that might so gently be touched.
A sharp chin, which could depict tenacity.
Generally, overall, a determined attitude towards life.
In her texting photo she shows herself,
Holding a brief of some sort, surrounded by files behind her.
Russia, Canada, Texas, and Boston are her pedigree--
Travelled as much as I and still a mystery.
With some gentle talk and a few poems,
She might reveal her true person.
Patience, dear one.