Oft I gaze
Idle eye,
Past the surface
To your heart.
Hard to read.
I used to know,
So well...
Now,
Unfamaliar to me.
Lo, a twinkle.
Nay,
Mistaken.
Could it be?
Alas,
Not taken.
Shy,
I feel.
Slowly breaking.
Strangers pass,
Hark!
Unseeing.
Wispers rise.
Stop!
Believing.
Enemies now?
No,
Indifferent.
Behold, a glance?
No,
you missed it.
Strange to me,
Yet,
Familiar.
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