Thursday, 20 June 2019

Eye Contact

Among the sea of eyes, I sense yours linger
And yet they avert when met with mine
A flicker of smile, a lock caressed away
Replaced by a cloud of feigned indifference
Was that flush imagined, in false light?
Did not the heart thump, the follicles strain
In a constitution shattering coup de foudre?
I blink in a splash of cold water on my face
And emerge straightening my tie
Hoping I never see you again.

Khyberman - 17 June 2019

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