One day on the street
I saw you
And your smile took my breath away
Though you were not looking at me
The girl on your arm
Bathed in its glow
I knew in that moment that my life would change
Now the longing of years
Had crystallized to take
A beautiful shape
You haunted my dreams
Though to forget I tried
Laughed and mocked
At that look in my eyes
But still they searched
Every hour, every street
Now, many years later
We sit across the table
And I look at you
Your smile, still special
The waitress preens, a delicate flush
You turn to me
And it washes over me
All over again
My life seems to have rushed
Toward this one moment
"So, we'll settle at 500 million?"
--PM
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Since I am challenged blogwise these days a friend syndicated me some content to be published here. Somehow I like it.
2 comments:
oh this one. :))
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"PM"
:))
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somehow this is very funny.
> oh this one
You expected the other one. Naah! The best things are always kept to oneself
>somehow this is very funny.
To you.Not to the rest of the world.
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