on a summer street

we exchanged a glance

turning back some paces on

i saw you look my way again

 

passing by

moving on

no words spoken

no knowledge gained

 

moving islands in a stream

a moment fixed in a gaze

if we had met

what might have been?

 

i don’t know you

you don’t know me

all that it was

it was meant to be

 

 

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