Saturday, April 10, 2010


You stare at me
Like you know me.
You look at me
Like you want to talk to me.
Your mouth opens
You are about to say something.
Our eyes meet
We turn and look away.
There is no need to talk
I know what you want
You know what I want.
We alight together
Stop and turn
Our eyes say goodbye.

©thelma migue,2009

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