Wednesday, February 11, 2009

you tease!

tomorrow you'll be a memory
your golden stare on my cheeks
dancing notes on my shirt
replaced by cold
...
a little girl on the train today was bundled in pink in her stroller... and her stares looked so contemplative. not curious, nor happy, nor sleepy, but as if she was in deep thought.
then she sneezed and laughed.
looking up with a smile myself, i noticed a much older gentleman looking at me look at the child. the age difference was complimentary i suppose.

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