I wrote these words a little over a year ago while sipping coffee in the Irish Film Institute cafe, Eustace Street, Dublin. I did see a young girl approach a gentleman but he was not the person she was looking for. Perhaps she was meeting this man for the first time, a kind of blind date and didn't recognise him but it instantly reminded me of the well-known TV commercial for a certain optician.
Mistaken Identity
Roused from his dreamy wonderings
His eyes searched the intruder of his thoughts
She stood before him smiling
Awaiting his focus to fully establish her presence
A brief holding of gazes
Then she was gone
© Ann Brien 2013
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