A man crossed the street
towards me,
his breath was warm
surrounding him like a dream,
a fall maple
he seemed, against
the gray sky,
gray buildings
and I wanted to lie beneath him.
There was a moment
we might have smiled,
perhaps
it was late September
elbowing
our hearts
with winter's loneliness,
and the regret I felt
after passing by.















"A moment in time" "Two ships passing" LOL This draws quite a bit of energy/or something (I think) every adult (young and old) can relate to. Well done, sis. Write on and one. 































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