Last Morning Thought ...










       









    I saw a pair of eyes today,

eyes that knew me but pretended they didn't
they glanced in my direction
they danced all over my body
but never, not once did they meet my own.

We exchanged platitudes,

"How's mum, how's work?"

But the eyes betrayed hidden emotions.
We were lovers once; by fate or quirk?
I stare intently, hoping to catch her gaze
her black pupils dodge mine
and then we lock,
for a second only...we're in a daze.

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