Fleeting
A passing car called out a greeting,
I saw a face if only fleeting,
could it be you,
let it be you.
Sudden tears sting me I am blind,
through this veil I try to find,
the number plate,
but it won’t wait.
Now I find that I’m out of control,
I’ve fallen into a lovesick hole,
without you near,
I need you here.
bkewl.
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