I love watching you,
walk away from me,
quickly at first,
as if to test.
if I'd stop you,
if I'd call out,
in your mind,
there lingers a doubt.
As usual, you don't show,
but somehow I know,
you too are waiting,
as we are separating,
for me to call out,
funny how I want,
you to do the same,
turn back and glance,
call out my name,
but we both know too,
both me and you,
don't mind waiting.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
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