My first step onto Slovenian soil was the seaside mini city of Koper.
The girl at the cafe
with the sad eyes and infectious smile.
She laughed self consciously when I tried to be funny.
No make up and hair twisted back with a pencil.
She hurried away, finishing her thought,
not watching where she was going.
Green sweater, brown pants,
so thin and nondescript,
she's no idea the strength of her effect.
For a fleeting moment, I fell in love with her.
I see her no more, we have parted ways, yet
she is forever etched upon my heart.