It
was just a glimpse at first
But
enough to look twice
Enough to spark intrigue
To
prick my senses
Burst
my bubble
An
intruder
Alert
She
floated in the distance
A
figure out of focus
Blurred at the edges
Defying definition
A
form in flow
A
chimera
Alive
It’s
not that she was perfect
And I
never saw her face
But
she fit the moment
Echoed my longing
Spinning in sync
A
coincidence
Aware
She
passed without knowing
That
I wanted to reach out
From
fantasy into reality
To
touch her knee
Kiss
her neck
A
butterfly
Alight
Copyright 2006
2 Blurred Vision (Pdf print version)
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