Sunday, April 6, 2014

Upon Seeing Your Mustache

Upon seeing your mustache
I smiled, widely
More widely than one normally would
when greeting a waiter
I'm sure you are used to that 
I wonder what other reactions you get
Your mustache was lovely, perfect
and very, very Edwardian gentleman.
"Oh let's do have tea, shall we?"
Waxed and curled. 
And, it made me smile, widely.  

© 2014, Liza Lee Miller

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