When it happens….. 

I hoped to see a little more of her. 
As she passed by. 
Slowly diminishing with the mingling crowd. 

The wind flew from the pace I was. 
Took my scent, a memory and a vision. 
She had opened her sails. 
The wind guided her home… 

24 thoughts on “When it happens….. 

    1. I will try to write something more. But you know this feeling, when you see someone at some place and you know that you may not see that person again. This little poem, don’t you think brings about that feeling, the feeling of wanting more…

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