A smile she prepared earlier
spread across her face, her feet
sizzling as they slap the cold concrete.
“Right this way” she waves her hands in wonder.
She kneads you and then warms you through,
the comfort of her scent surrounds you.
Once ready, she stirs you through the register.
Hands touch, smiles exchange.
“Have a nice day”
happiness hangs on every word
and permeates your heart.
It’s time to leave.
As you walk out the door,
you turn to take one last look.
The smile is gone.
There is no wonder,
just a woman.