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From the corner of my eye I peek As you walk into the room and I Hold my breath waiting, wanting you To be able to come to my table And embrace me like I desire. But instead, as I exhale I watch You walk on by. You smile as you pass, as if we Were old friends, from way back But still you walk past me. You don’t stop. Perhaps, later I will see you In passing some dark hall or Side street and you will reach Out for me, to stall me Just for a moment To smile, to explain, to exclaim… But I will walk on by. |
This is an enjoyable and infinite muse... life has many "passing bys" , leaving many "what ifs" and missed opportunities... thanks for sharing! | Posted on 2012-05-01 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ] | |