By Wing
Date: 14 March 2001
Push in the Right direction
The late night street, cold and lonely.
Stopping by a place --alone.
The cup of tea, smell of the morning dewsoon to come.
Someone walked in, with tired eyes.
Glancing in no directions.
Searching for a place to sit and relax.
Minutes flew, as you sat next to be, staring at me.
The smile, nearly speaks for itself.
The tremble in my hands from the stare.
Looking straight upon each other.
There were lots more than what's seen through eyes of others.
Love's here....I recall that was long dead.
A push in the right direction!
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