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The stranger



We move among crowds every day
walking on our separate ways,
how often do we truly see
the pain the others will not show?

~*~

Among the sea of thousand faces
a stranger walks my way,
I see no face, only a smile and
bright light shining in his eyes.
Time freezes…
Warmth engulfs the mind,
no thoughts...
enough to recognize each other

~*~

For an eternal moment
sounds and people fade,
we are alone in this crowd.
We never really touched
and yet...
We are touching the essence
of each other’s soul

~*~

Secret conversation between two hearts,
one smile confirms
the knowledge of each other,
the chemistry we share

~*~

His eyes are a reflection of my eyes,
a silhouette lost
in fading memories, reaching out
and I feel lost within the core
of his lonely heart!

~*~

I see his smile reflected
in every gleam of twilight,
I see his face in the dancing candle flame,
the flesh overpowered by sweet sensations,
triggering the senses…

~*~

New beginnings or different endings,
is something we may never know
*
Friend
or
Lover?
*
Then everything is lost,
the spell is broken...
We walk our separate ways
as chilling winds gather the leaves
and cast them in beautiful swirls.
I turn around and look,
He’s lost in the sea of thousand faces
and ask myself…
What if?

~*~

We move among crowds every day
never looking for the soul, or
outreached hand and soundless plea,
the rain is falling softly on lonely hearts
and we become
fading silhouettes among the crowds
!
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