---- to whom I bumped into (on the bus!)
Stepping out, into the sunset
the night is a lovely tune
a vehicle riding with two hearts
unattached, distant, barely, hardly met for ages
yet, sat beside and a glance exchanged
same smiles, same sensation
memories come and go, lingered where heartbeat stays
as though as they had wings
catching the wind
space cleared, atmosphere set
nothing, now and then, hides the colour of the light
when the sky meets the sea
climbing up the moon, making a sight
through the other side, softly
quiet, as an evening breeze
22/6/2009 9:13 p.m.
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