13 February 2011

imagined

there he is again, just at the edge of her consciousness
underneath the reality that she sees
blue eyes
or brown?
he looks away, just enough to catch her attention
not really seeing her but looking out
for her?
for someone?
the bell rings and another walks past
distracting her from the image just outside
the window fogged over and the rain slides down
pools at her feet and runs to the bricks in the centre

 ~the end~

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