Thursday, January 7, 2016

Strangers: A Poem

Strangers
When is a stranger
No longer considered a stranger?
From brief locked eyes
to urgent surprises
when our shoulders met


It’s difficult to place
when our relationship is replaced
with the title of acquaintance


For you and I
shared locked eyes
and your pupils dilated in size
battling with recognition


For if you were a stranger
you’re a thief to me
Because I no longer have that moment
when our eyes did meet


So because I gave you my time
And I made yours, mine
I think I consider you
a welcome acquaintance


Because truly,
I would never
give a stranger
the smile


I gave to you

jmp

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