Monday, February 16, 2015

Project Pathos

As I walk past you
in the morning;
Your perfume lingered
more than it had to;
The waves of your hairs
Just brushed one side
For a moment, I smiled,
Almost whispered a Hi
A fleeting moment passed by
In the morning;
Your smile, curve of your lips,
held me, more than it had to
The touch of your fingers
In the hindsight
For a moment, I sighed
Almost whispered a Hi

As I walk tired
Into a lonesome night;
Without a whiff of fragrance
No smile, not that I had to
A shadow, Walks past the side
Into the winds comes a memory
For a moment,
I sigh, manage a smile
Wishing sweet dreams, good night
See you tomorrow….and
I wish I could say …good bye.

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