I want to say “Hello, you look fantastic!”
My mouth stays shut
Mind all a blur of the things I wanted to say to you.
I drink in your beauty, hair tumbling over shoulders
Eyes alive with vitality and life.
Lips slightly parted, smiling
Perhaps in preparation to reply
You even stop listening to your iPod as you pass
Removing the headset, smiling at me
Do you really want me to say those words?
I can't stop thinking about you!
Yet that moment was but fleeting
I keep walking down that street in my mind
I keep reliving those seconds as you walk by
Turning to watch you walk away
There was no one else in the street
You were looking at me as I was looking at you
You replace the headset and turn on your iPod
I stand staring as you round the corner
Hair moving in the breeze
Leaving me stranded
In a place I know all to well.
©Trevor Litchfield
