Wednesday, February 11, 2009

To a stranger at Heathrow

A smile that lingers
A little longer than it should

A gaze that rests
A lot longer than it should

For strangers that we were.
Just a blink’s acquaintance.
Born with the moment
Should have died with the next.

It did.

You shook your head
We shared a smile
And went our ways.

You to your reality
And I to mine.
Without the necessity of a goodbye even.

(An amused long look from the stranger at Heathrow on my way to Bombay March ,2006)

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