no acknowledgement
derived you i
amidst this
where fate
would have
us cross paths
under a brightly
lit corridor where
i was certain
your eyes saw
mine (and i
greeted you utmostly,
cordially)… but as though
my voice fell short
of your gaze and
i met with foolish
silence instead…
as we walked away,
unknowingly, sliding
doors closed fast
between us


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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