Red Dot

That smile lured me in.
The red lips. Sun on your skin.
A wink.
Doomed.
Like a moth to a flame.

I stepped closer. Your hand took mine.
We entered the street. You looked back, smiled sweet, hips swaying.
The cigarette hit the pavement.
Then you were gone, vanished into the crowd.

I stood frozen.
My eyes locked on the red dot of you
until the city erased you.