The other day...

I heard
half a conversation
he
pink-cheeked
intent
she
fierce
small
folded in on
her drama

claw-hand clutched his
as
engaged
willing
he leaned toward
her

I heard only him
every
earnest
"ok'
tightened the grasp
her hair
shook
against his willing words

interesting
the more
he tried
the harder
she resisted;
no simple solution
would fit

I left;
thinking
however easy
the answer
how hard
to accept it
and give up
the satisfaction
of such
concentrated
regard.