Monday, September 26, 2011

but a simple wave

amidst the flutter of the leaves
the changing of the seasons

whirling and swirling
I stopped

actually, it was more like someone stopped me

with a wave

she looked with smiling eyes and a knowing grin

with a wave

and then we moved on
but in that moment we saw each other
we actually saw each other

with a wave


do you stop?
do you wave?
do you see each other?

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