Mona, once my Dear, at the Party

I saw you through shoulders dear.
The mass sprayed loudness,
But I heard your call.
Seated, you were looking up, smiling,
Orb-eyed and mouth wide like you used to do with me.
You seemed excited dear,
Your heart seemed healed.
Who he was I still don't know.
I didn't ask my partner nor say hello
To you. You seemed happy.
Your black lashes fluttered skyward,
And your hair arced to your chest.
Some noiser blocked my view,
I sidled to the left to resume.
You were laughing a sweetness disarming to taste.
I smiled too then took my date's hand and turned away.
I assume you didn't notice me.
I suppose I'll never catch your face again.
the end.