The not-so tall, dark handsome guy on the street
Per chance; our eyes meet
the shifty toes; the delirious gaze
we laugh until the twilight haze
the inky blue stands witness
to the love we made
the pure passion
the world forbade
The dawn broke
much more than proximity we shared
and now we find ourselves back on the street
If, per chance again, our eyes ever meet ...
The truly sublime is often characterized by its simplicity. This is beautiful indeed.
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