They met
like strangers on a bus
traveling to a town
of no names
and
sunflower dreams.
They met
like they parted,
alone and looking
for each other
in the corner
of their
eyes
where a tear hid from the world.
A tear only the other
could taste.
like strangers on a bus
traveling to a town
of no names
and
sunflower dreams.
They met
like they parted,
alone and looking
for each other
in the corner
of their
eyes
where a tear hid from the world.
A tear only the other
could taste.
6 comments:
bitter sweet sad.
That tear is fabulous!
beautiful.
thank u :)
lovely!
nice to poetically describe unusual encounters we have in life ... sometimes leaving us happines or an air of mlanchony
good eve
Post a Comment