Saturday, 13 May 2017

A New Meeting
No symbiosis. No reciprocity.
And then..
You spoke to me.
A smile on your lips
and a sadness
behind your eyes
to match my own.
I could see it,
recognise it.
I knew it well.
“Hello you”, I said.
“Hello me?”
A gesture,
a question in your voice,
laughter caught
in the back of your throat
and eyes that smiled.
Momentarily.
At least
momentarily
understanding.
First published in Breadcrumb, May 2017

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