Meeting

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 by Amomancies, Comittments issue 4, April 2015


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