Doting

Prompt: Dote


The foolish fingers touched her face:
Spoiled, impulsive, too eager.
Pinched the cheeks,
let the foul perfume linger.
Yet some connection was far deeper
between the two
than would be apparent.
Some gurgling wheels,
like chain smokers perpetually coughing,
continue to perpetuate.
The girl will take her place.

March 4