Strange Fruit

It is strange the things that draw your attraction. Is it a scent or look? A style or element? I wish I could explain it. I find myself befuddled by this itemization because they are a mystery. I have to conclude it is a simply the outcome of a chemical reaction. Why? Because they simply defy logic. What else?

After dinner with some colleagues tonight, I got onto a slow, lurching subway train home. As I sat there waiting for my stop to materialize, I found my view focusing on a young man sitting across the aisle from me. He was young and lean with a bountiful fountain of thick dreadlocks cascading from the top of his head. I normally never go for this type because I think dreads are probably a little odorific for my taste, but this man had a self aware sensuality that I couldn't keep my eyes off of. Mindful of his audience (and I suspect I was not the only one), he caressed his thick plaits of dark hair, drawing them around the expanse between his nose and mouth and along his arms. It was like watching a snake charmer. I was transfixed. I would catch his eye as I stared and it was enticing and slightly dangerous and knowing. Of course I looked downward, quickly aborting the gaze. When he arrived at his stop (just before mine), he got up, stretched like a cat after a long nap and pursed his lips in a mock kiss and blew it at me. He took a step forward, stopped and with a curious double time step, backed off the train flipping his dreads as a parting shot. It was sort of electrifying. And sort of weird. And very fascinating.

I don't know if there is a full moon out there tonight, but something is afoot.