…the Girl with ‘Far Away Eyes’…
Missed Connections in Nashville
We met eyes from the start…yours brown with seduction…and mine, blue with temptation.
Although there were several moments of “lets take the next step” spoken with our glances, the next step was never taken and left alone to become a moment in time itself.
Maybe some things are better left unsaid.
Perhaps we were better off without giving into our primal desires of lust, longing, and the mutual gratification we knew was evident .
With us, nothing needed to be said outright in the first place.
I am the man who broke your concepts of what a man was versus the realities of the men you knew from your past.
You were the women put before me to make my own and will forever be my “missed connection” in Nashville.
Her Two Cents from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle-Finder:
Well, this certainly sounds like one dramatic, pheromone-drenched glance! It’s unclear whether our poet and the object of their desire actually exchanged words or if non-verbal communication was the primary vehicle for expression, but one thing is for certain – our missed connections writer hasn’t forgotten the encounter. But to this we’re left wondering, “is the feeling mutual?”